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... p of a slender chain whip inched through the air, approaching its victim with a quiet, lethal grace.
Gently, Lexi Roberts mumbled, staring at the marshmallow on the concrete floor a couple of meters away. Calmly.
Lexi? Youre not jogging this morning?
Writher wrapped around the marshmallow and sliced it in half, filling the apartment with a burnt sugar smell and making Haoyu Zhang-Demir smile sheepishly from where he stood by a leather armchair.
Sorry. You were pra ...
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