“Where’s Fade? Did you catch him?” “Book left him dead.” “And just when do you expect him back?” I said sweetly. “Report. What did you learn at the abbey?” “You think I’m reporting to you now?” “Until Barrons gets back and takes control of you again.” “Is that what you think? He takes control of me?” My temper flared. “You’d better hope so, because if he doesn’t, we kill you.” The threat was delivered tonelessly, with utter disinterest. It was chilling. “We don’t exist. That’s the way it always has been. That’s the way it always will be. If people find out about us, we kill them. It’s not
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