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“No mourners,” Jesper said as he tossed his rifle to Rotty. “No funerals,”
Inej would never betray him. He knew it.
She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.
“I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”
I’m going to get my money, Kaz vowed. And I’m going to get my girl.