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... hen, we pulled up at the bar.
Dean and I walked inside and chose a corner table, a spot that was private enough to feel secure for Evric. The place wasn’t new to me, Dean and I had been here plenty of nights before, usually to drink, laugh, and pick up girls.
We ordered, and while we waited for the drinks to arrive, my phone buzzed. A message from Evric.
I’ll be late. Need to finish some things at the office.
I replied quickly: Okay. We’re at table 12, by the corn ...
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