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Showdown
Tony appeared at the house about fifteen minutes after Cat had texted him. His expression was much more subdued than it had been when we’d met at the Halloween party at his house, and he looked different, too. Then again, I supposed the change in his appearance shouldn’t have been too much of a surprise — he was wearing an untucked flannel shirt and jeans, and his hair wasn’t slicked back. Gone was the fake pencil mustache he’d sported as part of his Gomez Addams costume. As I thanked him for coming over, I realized he had been present at the wedding, too, as one of Rafe’s groomsmen, but honestly, that afternoon had been such a hideous blur that I’d erased huge chunks of it from my memory.
“Just the five of us, huh?” he asked as he looked at the assembled group.
“Five of yo
