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“How did you find me?" he said, anger creasing his brow. I pushed his hair back to run a finger over the scar Al had given him. "How do you think? He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake." From the corner, Al shifted his tune. "So be good, or I'll rip your fucking head off” — Kim Harrison
How did you find me?" he said, anger creasing his brow.
I pushed his hair back to run a finger over the scar Al had given him. "How do you think? He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake."
From the corner, Al shifted his tune. "So be good, or I'll rip your fucking head off