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“I thought we were leaving tomorrow.” He never stopped or turned around, simply called over his shoulder, “I didn’t want to broadcast my plans in the event there’s still a leak. We get the sword tonight.” “What if I have plans tonight?” I asked, still a little freaked about going. He finally looked back at me, eyes narrowed. “Cancel them.” He lithely slipped into the driver’s seat then pulled into traffic. I stood dumbfounded until a whine on the other side of the door caught my attention. “Oh, Knight! I’m so sorry!” I opened the door for the giant dog who bounded outside. “I bet you’re starving. Go do your business, and I’ll get you some dinner.” Leaving the door open, I set my things on the kitchen table and threw together a turkey and cheese sandwich. I cut it diagonally, and with a pie
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