“Why haven’t you told me in the years since? That seems like prime ammunition.” “That would involve talking with you,” Anders said with that casual cruelty of his. “A fate worse than death, let me assure you.” “Ouch. I think I’ll go cry into my huge piles of money,” Gretchen returned, and Marconi flicked her on the arm. Gretchen mouthed What? and Marconi gave her the serious eyes. “Right, back to Rowan. Did she hand me over right away? I thought she didn’t leave Boston until I was two.” “She might not have left the city, but she didn’t even hold you after you were born,” Anders said, and she
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