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Chapter 68

“Naturally,” I said, and I raised my gin and tonic toward him until he lifted his empty glass and touched it to mine, and it made a small, dull sound that I decided was the best sound I had heard all year.

We left a little before ten. The air outside was cool and smelled of the rain that had stopped an hour before, and the street was almost empty, with only the lamps along the pavement and a few cars parked along the curb in front of the bar.

My heels clicked on the wet groun
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