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... re the betting stalls had been abandoned. She was waiting, leaning against the stone wall, casual as anything.
"You came," she said. "Good, that means you’re smart."
"You wanted to talk. So talk."
"Direct but I like that." She shrugged and gestured to a side tunnel. "Not here with too many ears. Follow me."
We walked deeper into the tunnels beneath the arena. Damian followed at a discrete distance, as I’d signaled him before leaving my section. If this was a trap, ...
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