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1 " Islide the envelope across the table, careful to avoid the condensation ring left by Sean’s whiskey on ice. He stares down at the black (12) on the upper right corner, then lifts his head and rolls his eyes. Good. He has heard of us. "
― Laney Wylde , If She Were Blind (After Twelve, #1)