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"Olivia," Marcus says with a smile. "What are you doing here?" Callan raises his eyebrows. "Come to redecorate again?” I sit in one of the armchairs. "We need to talk." “About what?” Bastien asks, from where he sits in the other armchair. He sounds tired, and I notice his eyes are bloodshot. Is he not getting enough sleep? I face each guy in turn. “We need to talk about the Order. I know you’re all members. Marcus confirmed it for me.” Callan shoots Marcus a glare, before turning back to me. “And?” “And I’m a member too. I infiltrated them last year to find out what happened to my brother. Now I’m trying to do everything I can to bring him back from Faerie—but I also want to take down the Order.” “You want to what?” Callan's eyebrows are in danger of popping off the top of his head.
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