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... the five of us... or rather, for six now.
Lucian had cooked dishes so flavorful they made us wonder if this bastard had missed his calling. Maybe he should’ve been a chef at some five-star hotel instead of a drug maker or savage killer.
Imagine a man who can slit a throat without flinching, killing in cold blood as if it were a daily chore, and yet the same man cooks like a seasoned family man. That combination didn’t make sense, but then again, that was Lucian. You could never ...
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