Scythe looks out the floor-to-ceiling office windows on our left and stares into the distance for a moment. I have some idea of what he’s thinking, but my shark-brother is nothing if not unpredictable. Eventually, his sapphire eyes flick to Lyle. “There will be issues. I will deal with them. Undisturbed.” Scythe’s voice is horrifying to people who have never heard it, but they don’t call Lyle the Beast Breaker for no reason and he doesn’t show any sign of being disturbed by Scythe’s damaged rasp. “I was hoping we could work together,” Lyle says. I scoff, but Scythe says evenly, “Our truce will
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