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fight through the haze of morphine and register

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the monitors, his back to

pathy. "We had to perform a debridement to remove the

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ry. It smelled like

ote it in the waiting room. She's devas

oice sounded like shards o

aking into his tone. "The tube malfunctioned. The kickb

staring blankly at the ceiling tiles,

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cold. "Because she's fragile? And I'm ju

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said, his vo

me. He looked at the bandages. Then, slowly,

voice was quiet. Lethal. "Taste her f

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placed their Glocks on the bedside table with sh

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personal guard st

girl. So

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ake," my father s

world, that meant a

mean it!" Ma

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s eyes begging me to

oked out the window at

silence

, the silence

guards outside should have stopped her, but t

ide with a frantic, performative terror. Luca and Matteo

med. "Please! You ha

e impact sent a shockwave of white-hot agony throug

ff my bed,

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sucked all the air out of the small room. "I'll do

dinner on the side table. It was a dull, serrated b

he debt!" s

he blade acro

insipid line of red beaded on her

knife and clutching her arm as if

" Luca

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you wanted?" h

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jaw tig

up the f

gripped the blade in hi

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ok the bloody knife from Luca

r debt," M

lled the room, overpowering t

at thei

me. They had cut those same palms ten years ago

to save a social climber w

to them, finally snapped. It wasn't a loud noise. It w

ay her debt,"

od pooling near the

efaulted on

call button

d. "And take you

nd his bleeding hand. He looked at

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here," I

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