“The Sinsar Dubh can pick thoughts out of your mind? Have you considered the potential ramifications of that?” I shrugged. It wasn’t as if I had much time to consider anything. I’d been so busy jumping from the frying pan into the fire and back into the frying pan again that reflection upon the various possibles wasn’t top on my list of priorities. Who could worry about potential ramifications when the real ones kept kicking you in the teeth? “It means that it knows about us,” he said tightly. “First of all, why would it care? Second, I hardly know anything about you at all, so it couldn’t
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