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... ustle of daily life, a stark contrast to the quiet tension that radiated from the small group of men moving through the stalls. Derek stood near the central fountain, his arms crossed over his chest, his posture rigid. He watched as Captain Odis’s men approached vendor after vendor, holding up a small, framed portrait of Marissa that was painted quickly but accurately from memory.
"Did you see this lady here during the festival?" a guard asked a woman selling apples.
The woman sq ...
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