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Rodin followed Braelish, heard Genna’s breathing behind him. There was so much to admire in the woman. Yes, she was struggling—her eyes and cheeks were moist, and she couldn’t stifle those sniffs—but she carried on. And she was prepared to destroy everything rather than let it fall into Authority’s hands.
At one point the ground shook, and Genna smiled. That must have been the moment her tower collapsed, the moment the explosives she’d set finally detonated. An insult to Authority, a message that she wouldn’t give up.
And Paskia would die because of that.
Rodin stumbled, had to reach out for the walls. His hands scraped over stone.
“You okay?”
Her voice was right in his ear, her breath on his neck. He could turn and grab her, finish it here.
His stomach clenched, and
