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... roat like a hook that wouldn’t set. He stared at Max for a beat, then looked past him - at the warded window, the pale ether lamps in the courtyard, and the way the light made everything look clean enough to pretend history had been washed.
He didn’t like Max.
He didn’t like how easily he could say ugly things without flinching. He didn’t like that he was right about too much of it.
But he also didn’t like the alternative Max had implied - the faceless someone else, eager ...
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