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Chapter 1459: A Fishy Conversation (Part One)
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... crates that formed its walls were crusted with packing salt and the silvery residue of scales. It wasn’t the sort of place where a lady of Jocelynn’s station would normally find herself, but nothing about Jocelynn’s life had been normal since the night Owain murdered her sister.
Devlin positioned himself at the entrance, his broad shoulders blocking most of the gap while his eyes kept watch on the market beyond. Jean stood to one side with his arms folded loosely, giving Jocelynn as much ...
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