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... coming from my own glass.
What the fuck? My head slowly turned.
Adrian’s.
Time seemed to slow.
I watched Adrian bring his glass to his lips, still smiling from the toast. Watched the wine, the very much poisoned wine, reach the edge of the crystal.
My mind raced through the implications in a fraction of a second.
Someone poisoned Adrian. The real assassination target wasn’t me, it was him!
Or it was both of us, and this was the first attemp ...
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