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... her was dreary, with a biting wind and intermittent drizzle making the journey less than pleasant. Winter was approaching.
Upon entering the fried chicken restaurant, Jones looked up and waved hello, "Right on time! We were just talking about the cult."
"We?" Kant repeated, casting a suspicious glance at Hunter, who looked like he had been bitten by a snake upon seeing him.
"Yeah, Lazarus Blessing is more of a hassle than I thought," Jones noted. "Hunter went on a lookout ...
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