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... he capital. I wasn’t perched high on a rooftop this time—no, I preferred the anonymity of the pavement, where I could blend with the shadows and forgotten souls. I kept my face slow as I made my way toward the tannery.
It was time to check on my first "child." Garrett, the slaver-turned-host, whose cocky arrogance had become his trademark. Rumors had trickled in like gutter water, whispers that he’d begun expanding his influence, recruiting new enforcers, and even "reshaping" his operati ...
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