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“You sure about this?” I asked one last time. “Carl. Make them suffer.” I put my hand on the dog woman’s shoulder. Her whole body trembled. “I will kill every last one of them. Every one.” I leaned in to her ear, and I whispered, “I goddamned swear it.”
The Eye of the Bedlam Bride (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #6)
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