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... ed to stand still.
Thomas Shannon turned his head slowly, his dark eyes shining like obsidian. They were also as mysterious as the abyssal depths of the breakless ocean. It was impossible to guess or see even a fraction of his true emotions.
Sophie Sullivan crinkled her nose awkwardly and changed the subject. "Aren’t you rather idle? Then help me peel shrimp."
Thomas Shannon was silent.
Everyone broke into a cold sweat for Sophie; she was simply courting death. ...
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