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“He told me he has been called before the governor,” Argolicus said, looking into Vespasianus’ eyes for a sign. He saw none.
They were in Vespasianus’ study seated on opposite sides of the magistrate’s worktable. So far, Vespasianus had shown no signs of anxiety. He sat with his back straight dressed in another richly embroidered tunic.
Vespasianus said, “I can understand that the governor would want to talk to Sura after meeting with you.” His intonation betrayed nothing; merely a statement. “So, he plans to make a formal retraction to avoid a reprimand from the governor.”
“Yes, that’s his plan. But...” Argolicus looked directly at Vespasianus. “He also told me that you had prompted him to make the accusations.”
Vespasianus blinked. Once.
“I never said anything like that.”
“Why
