The Luck Thief's Game

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lf was a repeat

ful of Eleanor's closest,

urally, wa

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akeshift altar where the sam

feet, looking up at her with

emony, Eleanor handed

something

that probably cost more t

, her eyes shi

uite Eleanor had arranged

ra feed

ous suite, admiring herself in the mirro

champagne, toasti

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arrying a small silver

ink, my dear," Eleanor sa

her triumph, drank

y. She swayed, then collapsed onto

drugged feeling.

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ft the

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the bed, snif

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ica, his ethereal ha

und like dry leaves skittering across concrete. It was the s

, and Jessica'

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s... used!

of contempt at Jessica's unconscious form,

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