09/03/2026 08:24

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I felt numb, at most relieved that Damian's need for safety overrode other complications, but really, truly, I felt nothing. The world had narrowed down to the crouching figure and nothing else. Jean-Claude said inside my head, The knife first, ma petite. It'll crush you.

Louis had managed to get away with the fewest dead among our police. Jean-Claude was still in my head and heard what I said. If you don't, I'm afraid of what I'll raise in this cemetery tonight. Good for me.