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"Oh, please, they haven't suspected a thing this entire time. Hell, I'm giving you all the time in the world, yet you squander it."

I fold my arms, smiling wryly at the clown. There is nothing more I want than to rip that pretentious smirk off his face. "You think time is what I need?"

"Isn't it?" He steps closer, head cocked to the side.

From the angle at which the lights hits his narrow face, it makes his glamour glisten like fresh paint. Behind the curtain of raven tresses, his sleepy eyes embed into my skin icicles, cold and unrelenting. "Oh yes, I believe so, hjärtat," he purrs. His voice is smooth as silk. "Every opportunity has gone to waste. You know that. But I'm giving you more time to see how far you'll go-how far you'll bend-until you realize you're digging up fool's gold."

He comes to a stop right mere inches away from me. The leather of his gloves squeaks as he gently pinches my chin between his fingers and lifts it up. Once again, against my very nature, every reason resurfaces to my mind as to way I haven't completed this fucking mission.

"That's precisely why I'm giving you plenty of time to spare with a freakshow like me."

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