Okay, technically it had been a deal struck between Malcolm and Nikolaos, the old Master of the City. So could Jean-Claude, but it was Richard's thought that came the clearest. It was my turn to look off into the distance, because I was trying to think how to explain without explaining too much. Thanks for trying to catch the bad guy.
It was as if he only wanted the sex the person enjoyed to be used against them. The blood had been dry by the time I saw it. Jean-Claude looked at me, his face was fighting for neutral, but not quite making it. Not if I don't know him.
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