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... they’d be. Lucas was polishing his blade with that bored-but-dangerous look he always wore.
Marcus stood a few paces away, arms folded, brooding under a tree like the opening line of some tragic love poem.
I cleared my throat. "Hey. You two."
Both of them turned to me. Two pairs of sharp eyes, two very different shades of judgment.
"I’ve made a decision," I announced, standing straighter than necessary.
Marcus took a step forward. Lucas’s hand paused on h ...
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