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Chapter 58

Wearing a clean pair of jeans and running a towel over his head, Razl stood in the archway to the living room and watched Tourmaline studying his photographs. It felt strangely right, having her in his home. For so long he’d felt as if there was something he needed to be searching for, something he needed to find, that he couldn’t get his hands on. And for the moment, at least, he felt like he had it.

“You’re trying to figure me out, aren’t you?”

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