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Ella “Um, excuse me,” Roger says, and Sinclair and I – mutually surprised – snap our attention to him. “Obviously,” he says, pointing a slow hand between the air between him and his brother, “the question of why the Sinclair blood was desired is the only one with the clear answer –“ “Oh my god,
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Ella Cora blinks rapidly in disbelief and my own mouth falls open. I see Roger go tense in his chair and feel Sinclair do the same beside me. “Wha – what?” Cora asks, aghast, leaning forward to stare more closely at Henry. “The problem that is HankJ;FJA Hank? What the hell kind of problem is H
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Ella Cora wasn’t kidding when she said that there was a lot to do for the wounded men. Honestly, I underestimated her – or she’s a much faster and better worker for me, because I fall into bed at the end of each day totally wiped, asleep before Sinclair can even say goodnight to me. The boys are b
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