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... begrudgingly slow. There was no invite from Victor Hale, no talks of great miracles.
Ein had a hunch the news hadn't even reached the cult leader.
The two hitmen lingered in the main hall of the cult's compound, standing off to the side like they didn't quite belong.
A faint scent of incense lingered in the air, clinging to the polished floors and high ceilings.
It appeared only Fridays with their Main Prayer were more filled with movement. Now, the halls were unn ...
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