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... s decision to leave the construction site vanished like smoke in the wind. Her entire body had stilled, instincts flaring. Every fiber of her being screamed recognition. The sensation was faint, woven with subtlety—more ghost than flame—but she knew him. Knew that distinct signature of myst. And if that truly was Marcus, then there was a strong chance he, too, had come for Drosmir.
Which make everything easier or difficult, depending on what he was really after.
Leaning against t ...
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