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... on Zane, refusing to be the first to look away. After a long, silent moment, he met my stare, his black eyes holding no warmth, only the flat assessment of a man who had just spent hours dismantling minds.
"The stray werewolf bandits and the witches you surrendered here," Zane began, his voice carrying the same dry, efficient tone he might use to report on prison supplies, "possess no knowledge of an active gun production operation. They all believe guns were ba ...
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