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Kira’s head was throbbing. She felt as if they had been talking in circles for hours. Nick wanted to cover every possible contingency, often doubling back to ask her whether she was absolutely convinced the Procurer was posing as Simon Reid and trying to poke holes in her theory. Rob had remained fairly silent. Of course, Trevor couldn’t resist putting his two cents in at every opportunity. Like Nick, he was skeptical about her claims of Simon Reid’s real identity, but it did little to dampen his enthusiasm for a late-night adventure.
“I say we do it,” Trevor said. “Kira’s right. If he really is Simon Reid, what’s the harm?”
“You would say that,” Nick snapped. “You’re the only one who hasn’t been threatened.”
Trevor shrugged. “True, but you can’t have it both ways. If you don’t thin
