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“Shane and Claire quickly moved to stand back to back. So did Eve and Michael. Among the four of them, they were covering every angle. “Lurking isn’t answering,” Shane said. “Oliver? Little help?” Instead, one of the shapes stepped forward into the light. Morley. Claire felt relieved, and annoyed. Of course it was Morley. Why had she ever doubted it? He was the champion lurker of all time.”

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Kiss of Death

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Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine

Rachel Caine, born on April 27, 1962, is a renowned American science fiction and fantasy writer. Her works are known for their unique worldviews and rich imagination, which have won her a large fan base. more

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