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The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. Sheppard, pressing her hand to her temples. Wood trembled. That is why I am here. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends. He was no match for Brendon. Jeremiah Jackson's double. She let out a delighted laugh.
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