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“He started it, Captain,” I declare, and then salute him. Sabin rolls his eyes. “I’m not here as acting hall monitor.” He rubs his hand over the nape of his neck. “I actually wanted to ask if you’d hang with me for a bit?” he offers cryptically.
The Lost and the Chosen (The Lost Sentinel, #1)
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