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... l holding the coffeepot. “What?”
“Where the hell are we?”
“Ashara. Mana 27. Threat level low,” I said, finally pouring myself a cup. The rich aroma rose with a promise of salvation, and I closed my eyes for a second, inhaling in pure euphoria. Starting the morning with a flight and no caffeine was a travesty.
“Huh?” she asked, blinking as if the words hadn’t registered.
I took a long sip, savoring the warmth spreading through my chest. “Perfect,” I murmured.
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