Books snorted, but a smile peeked through that overgrown beard, and something more…. Pleasure at being needed again? Maybe that was it. “Your points are valid,” she said, “but, remember, we don’t have to successfully print billions of ranmyas and pass them to all the storekeepers of the city. We just have to make some convincing-on-the-surface copies, enough to concern Hollowcrest and Forge and bring them together to deal.” “We?” Books rubbed his lips. “Are you here for my advice or to enlist my aid?” She smiled. “Yes.” “I see. Well, this is the least tedious chat I’ve had in a long time, and
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