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“Does Rhett know about this?” Keo asked. “No. Any other questions?” “Nah, that’ll do.” Keo reached up with his bound hands and brushed at a thick patch of blood over his right eye. “Can I at least stand up before you shoot me? I’d hate to die on my knees. It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.”
On page 119 it said that Keo's hands were bound BEHIND his back. If so, then that's a neat trick he did brushing his right eye with his bound hands!!!
She was thinking about Nate, about how much he must be hating her right now, when she heard him coming up. That shouldn’t have been possible at all—first climbing up the ladder behind her, then walking across the floor. She could even hear the rustling of the trench coat against the cold night air.
So he only hissed, “Yes.” “I keep forgetting how different you are from the run-of-the-mill ghoul. Are all the other blue eyes like you?” “Not like me.” “You know what I mean. I know they’re not like you. Thank God for that. I meant in terms of everything else.”