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Chapter 18 Redhill
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... eg crossed over the other, flipping through a thin book. She wasn't reading it. Her eyes moved, but her mind was somewhere else.
The room around her was as fancy as it got—gold decorations on the walls, polished floors, lamps that never flickered. Every shelf was full of trophies and expensive junk. She didn't care about any of it.
A knock came at the door.
"Yeah?" she said, not looking up.
The door opened. One of her spies stepped in. Quiet guy. Simple clothes. A ...
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