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... . A weathered man with blood—or worse—still fresh on his conscience, eating chocolate and lavender like it was teatime.
But he chewed slowly, deliberately, like he was buying time to choose his words.
The Lieutenant finished his cupcake in silence. The faint color that had bloomed in his cheeks remained, making him look almost alive instead of carved from pale stone.
Marron busied herself wrapping the remaining cupcakes, giving them space. Whatever was coming, she could f ...
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