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... ear in this man.
Ice spread across the floor beneath my feet. I didn’t try to stop it.
"Worthy of what?" I asked, each word precise and cold as a blade.
The prisoner’s grin widened, splitting his swollen lip further. Fresh blood trickled down his chin.
"To be the mouthpiece," he said, and his eyes—those wrong, WRONG eyes—gleamed with something that might have been reverence or madness or both. "The Fates have been watching you, Vladimir Dragunov. Watching and wait ...
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