prologue

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His nails were dug so far into his palms that they hurt, carving crescents into his skin, and his pulse seized.

"I told you, you should have listened to me." 

His whole body ached. "But you promised." he said through a mouthful of blood, and the gun clicked off safety.

"I lied.





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