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And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. He had hurt her. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. “Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?” She steeled herself, refusing to react. "Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain. She picked up the hand cannon. Wild. He reeled, and crashed to the floor. They did not care— servant or master, it meant nothing.
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