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... should be expected, given the way we left things just before I got filled with lead. He stands at the foot of my bed, his hands clasped behind his back, and bows his head.
"Don Sasha," he greets me, standing at the foot of my bed.
"How are you feeling?"
"Like hot shit, but don’t tell Tyler."
That raises only the faintest of smiles, but at least he looks me in the eye.
"Get over here. Let me see my ring; make sure you haven’t scratched it." He sits in the ...
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