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... prickly burn. I kept my face still. I didn’t blink. This was bait. This was exactly what he wanted... for me to stammer, to defend myself, to prove that I was just as pathetic as he remembered.
"I know Cassian’s reputation," Nick continued, his voice low and conspiratorial. "He’s a man with impossible standards. He doesn’t hire charity cases. And yet, here you are. A month ago you were a low-level clerk in the records department, and now you’re his right hand? After the way you’ve always ...
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