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... estate walls. He seemed reluctant to hand me my weapon, more from general wariness than any sort of greed.
“I have been ordered to tell you that the Matron Denoir wishes you the best in your future endeavors,” he said brusquely, “And that she hopes you will accede to her offer.”
It took me a moment to recognize what the crimson-haired man referenced by ‘offer.’ My hand subconsciously patted the sealed envelope in my vest pocket where I’d hastily stashed it. “I will,” I said cour ...
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