prologue

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"We need her to be a secret. Clara, I trust you know where to raise her? Some place quiet and slow-paced?"

"I-well, I do have some place in mind-"

"Good. I will have my assistant place a death disk in your mind. Once she's old enough to understand what she's seeing, you mustn't say anything to her. You hear me? You don't whisper or hint to her that you know anything, or that any of us are involved. She is to be used as a weapon. She is weapon."

Silence. 

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir. I understand. We understand."

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