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... y ten steps ahead. His gaze flicked between the brothers' eyes, tracking the micro-movements. Pupils. Breathing. Sweat.
Then he stopped.
Not abruptly. Just… halted the way a man might when the thrill leaves the room early.
He leaned back with a quiet sigh.
The tools in his hand clicked together as he turned them sideways and lifted them near his face.
"Hm." He rolled his wrist. "On second thought…"
The forceps and picks were passed back without fus ...
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