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“We greatly appreciate you joining us to dine this evening.” “I wasn’t given much of a choice,” I said. “I think this is technically an abduction. I want to speak to your manager.” The corner of his mouth twitched upward as he tried and failed to suppress a smile. “You’re about to have dinner with him. I’ll be sure to pass along the fact that you dislike his company.” “I can handle it,” I said. “How’d he rope you into this, anyway?” “He made a reservation,” said Jason mildly.
A Killing Frost (October Daye, #14)
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