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... here in the Rebel Camp had shifted entirely. The suffocating smog of suspicion and impending doom had lifted, replaced by the crisp, frantic energy of a purge.
Koza stood by the edge of the oasis, watching his loyal men strip the shirts off officers and soldiers alike, checking for the damning Baroque Works tattoo. Already, a pile of bound and gagged spies sat baking in the sun—nearly fifty of them.
"It makes me sick," Koza spat, adjusting his sunglasses. "To think I shared bread ...
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