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... e sprung for good locks, which was admittedly rather sensible of the man considering that Tristan was currently trying to rob one of his patrons.
“You should have started with the lockpicks,” Fortuna said. “Told you, didn’t I?”
She was leaning against a dingy wall in the weak light of the sole lantern in the hallway, long red dress sweeping to the ground and her tone openly bored. She’d not lowered her voice in the slightest, which would have risked waking up their friend on the ...
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