“Let’s get one thing clear, shall we?” His piercing silver eyes latched onto her brown ones. “I don’t care. Not about old times, not about you. This is a job.” “Job?” “Lion hired me to bring you to him.” If he left out the part about Lion’s courage driving him into darkness, and into the bed of that crazy bitch Langwidere, Dorothy wouldn’t know to be wary of her old friend. She would follow Tin straight to Langwidere’s door for the tradeoff. “He needs your help.” To keep his lover happy and swimming in new heads. “Is he okay? What does he need help with?” “Dorothy,” Tin warned. “What about
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