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... hat the visitor meant, but his instincts were already screaming.
Kian had always trusted his instincts.
They had kept him alive.
And right now, his instincts were telling him that the man standing in his hall with a polite smile had just touched something rotten.
Osiris’s shoulders rose and fell once.
Then, because Isabella had called him, he forced himself to turn around.
That was the only reason he turned around.
If anyone else had spoken ...
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