I tracked Grey, staring hard at him as he took up position at the fourth corner of the square centered on me and Michael, watching him as he set the pack of diamonds and artifacts to one side and cracked his knuckles, smiling. “I never pretended to be anything but a villain,” he said to me, as if baffled by my glare. “Should have seen this one coming, wizard.” “You really killed her?” I asked. “No particular reason not to. It was quick.” “You are a treacherous son of a bitch,” I said. He rolled his eyes. “Maybe you should have been the one to hire me, then.” His response made me grind my
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