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Her broad-brimmed hat had rolled free in the fall, revealing a face that was middle-aged, unremarkable, and profoundly unconscious — eyes closed, jaw loose, the heavy skirts of her conservative merchant’s-wife ensemble pooled around her like spilled fabric. One hand still reached toward the lacquered cane that had rolled two feet from her outstretched fingers, the gesture frozen in the instant between intent and oblivion.
She’s out. Completely.
Dugu’s combat-trained mind ...
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