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... the couch," Klaus replied, ignoring the question. He didn’t dare admit that a boy raised in privilege likely had never slept anywhere else.
"Sir? Doesn’t the Directorate get enough budget? Why can’t we get a separate room? Where did the taxes go?"
Julius stared at the single bed, then at the battered couch Klaus had already claimed. The room was barely large enough for the two of them. A small window faced the river as the city lights reflected off the water.
"It was a re ...
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