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lift his ey
he sound makes
ng forward. "Though I have to admit, I
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to twist th
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at Rafe
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late
linc
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t know y
do
ly. "That's
teps in
is theater. You have something I want,
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and I'll let you
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omeone who stabbed me in the back?
Cyrus says smoothly.
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s. Another
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yells at
don'
he dagger, and drive i
how
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ing blades, slipping between trees and
of us
ust
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e shouts beh
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says. "But not to betray you. I had a
my name fo
fake name. He knew it
y the
es his
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re at
tod
to get close to him. You w
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just stare
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think I was
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in si
ve to be the villain to ke
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