Silas

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The guard’s blue eyes shifted to me at once. He lifted a hand and said in a gentle voice, “No.” And as suddenly as a door slamming into my face, my Sight vanished, and the weapon was just a gun again. The guard nodded at me. “My apologies for being abrupt. You might have harmed yourself.”
Ghost Story (The Dresden Files, #13)
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