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... n his miserable life, things were actually looking up. And then this happened.
It wasn’t the ship. The ship was fine. More than fine, actually—massive, beautiful, sails so wide they could catch a hurricane. Plenty of room. Enough space for an army.
And that was the problem. Too many people.
Well. One too many.
His eyes locked onto Luca.
"Why are you here?"
The look on his face screamed everything his mouth was too polite to say. ’I don’t like you. ...
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