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... ent down, picked up the shard from the street, and slipped it back into his coat as if handling something that might bite. The rain seemed to avoid it, sliding away in thin, unnatural streams.
“Everything,” Calder said at last, “is a dangerous word.”
Damon didn’t move. “Try me.”
Calder studied him for a long moment, then nodded once. “Fine. But not here.”
Lightning flashed, and for an instant the ruins around them warped—straight lines bending, shadows stretching ...
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