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... sign was a waif of barely eight years,a cog in a machine who had spent the last eighteen months buried in the soot-stained belly of a criminal syndicate. She was a tabula rasa, a blank slate with no living kin, and no attachments to the world outside of what the gang had provided, which was not a lot.
For a man like Alpheo, she was the perfect instrument.
However, as he stood in the private sanctuary of Laedio’s solar, he realized his friend had omitted a rather glaring "nuance." ...
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