“You made me a Raven. You gave me my wings, so I took it upon myself to use them.” “What?” I call out to the man standing next to Palo. “Julien, s’il te plait,” Julien, please. Julien comes forward, kneeling so he’s eye level with Tobias before discarding his Glock on the carpet. Tobias bristles atop of me until Julien unbuttons his shirt and slowly rolls it up to reveal fresh ink. Tobias’s jaw goes completely slack as he faces off with one of his own and realizes the implications of the hell he put him through. “He got it last night,” I say with a grin. “It’s the least I could do after the
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