09/02/2026 23:34

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She preferred to do a reading without knowing anything about the problem. He didn't have time. Requiem's fingers brushed mine, and the power inside me steadied, as if the world had been trembling, and now it was still. You'll be pissed with yourself, and me, and I don't want that.

Yes, I said, yes, I am. No, that would be more bad press than even Bert could figure out how to cure. He looked so serious. I thought, Jean-Claude.