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... p with a predator’s desperation. He opened drawers, cupboards, his steps careful yet hurried, searching for something, anything sharp.
The faint smell of roasted herbs and fresh bread lingered in the air, clinging to him, suffocating in its domestic calm when his blood was anything but calm.
His breath came uneven. He needed a weapon—not too large, not too clumsy. Something easy to hide, quick to draw, lethal if aimed at the right place. His fingers brushed over spoons, ladles, i ...
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