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... e. A faint, sickly heat radiated through the seams of the human-skin Ledger, warming the cold air of the SUV like a fever.
Jian swallowed hard, his hands gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white.
"Ren... that’s not normal. That book is breathing."
Ren Wu stared at the object in his lap with cold, clinical interest. He was busy wrapping a thick fashion magazine around his left forearm, securing it tightly with silver duct tape.
Rip. Wrap. Rip ...
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