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She seemed like the sort of woman who’d love you long enough to make you realize love was bullshit.
“Why do we hang out with this fucking nut job?” I jerked my thumb at Levin. Dominic shook his head. “Because he’s good at killing things. People. Moods. Dreams. I like that about him. Keeps shit exciting.”
One cannot blame a monster for doing monster things, and I was the scariest monster of all.
