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“Which is?” Wax asked. “The rest of the people in this room,” Devlin said, “the ones not involved in your little conspiracy—the ones who care only about how their cities are being treated.” “Pardon,” Wax said, “but they don’t seem like nearly the same level of danger to me.” “Then you aren’t paying attention,” Devlin said.
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