His chances of up and dying on me were smaller than if he'd been human. I kept shaking my head. His hand was very warm in mine, and that one small touch was enough, enough to bring some of the careful shielding down. I've run into that rumor, I said.
There were people here and there across the country that had the talent without the morals. I couldn't offer him a deal for it. The mud was cold. Why you? I am his third, after Asher.
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