Daniel sat beside me, clean-shaven now, wearing a blue button-down and the expression of a man memorizing where to bury bodies.
I touched his knee under the table. Patio,
A warning.
Not yet.
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Daniel sat beside me, clean-shaven now, wearing a blue button-down and the expression of a man memorizing where to bury bodies.
I touched his knee under the table. Patio,
A warning.
Not yet.
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