She looked at him with the expression that was reading him, the specific focused attention she had always brought to moments when she needed to understand what was being said underneath what was being said."You're afraid," she said slowly. "Not angry. Afraid."He said nothing."Antonio," she said, and the composure had shifted, had become something more genuine, less performed, the specific quality of someone who was looking at a situation and arriving at a new understanding of its dimensions. "What is he?""Someone you should not have contacted," he said. "Someone you need to stop contact with immediately and completely.""I can't just—""Yes you can," he said. "Whatever exchange has happened, whatever you've offered or received, you end it. Today. You don't meet with him, you don't respond to his messages, you don't make any further communication through Daniel Reeves or anyone else connected to him."She stared at him."You know about Daniel Reeves," she said."I know about everyt
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