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They don’t need our help.” “They don’t need it. But we can sit here and watch TV shows, or we can go get into trouble. What do you think, Suze? Feel up to raiding a ritual sacrifice featuring twelve pimply teenagers and some filet mignon?” A smile blossomed on Suzy’s lips. “This job,” she said with a lot more fondness than she had before. “This fucking job.” Damn straight.
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S.M. Reine (Shadow Burns (Preternatural Affairs, #4))