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... ought. The timer counted down in the corner of his vision.
Three minutes.
Two minutes fifty seconds.
He rolled his shoulders, the joints popping audibly. Cracked his knuckles one by one and tilted his head left, then right, working out the stiffness.
And then he smiled.
It wasn’t a normal smile. It was too wide, too sharp. The kind of expression that belonged on something that had forgotten what mercy looked like.
It was the same smile Azazel had w ...
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