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... he amber liquid catching the low, warm light of the bar.
I had been watching the way the condensation pooled on the marble, thinking about how easy it was to manipulate the surface of things... to make a murder look like a mob hit, to make an execution look like a consequence.
Then Noah asked the question.
The glass froze halfway to my lips. The silence that followed was so absolute I could hear the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock in the foyer and the shallow, f ...
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