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“Is that true?” The Boss asked Mace. Without even batting an eye, Mace said, “Yes.” “And you agreed?” The Boss questioned. “Of course. Anything for my queen,” he said, holding his glass up to me in a mock toast.”

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Book:Dark Forsaken
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