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Leanna Avery Erik looks resigned upon seeing Cedric beside me. There is a young man standing next to him. He looks to be in his mid-twenties, with soft golden curls and blue eyes concealed behind square, thick-rimmed glasses. “Leanna, this is Cassian Vayne. He’s Jerry’s nephew. Cassian works in my intelligence division, and he will be the face of the task force.” Cassian beams at me, a dimple showing in his right cheek. “Thrilled to meet you, Leanna. My uncle talks about you a lot.” He reaches out to shake my hand, and Cedric growls, “Put that hand down.” “Cedric!” I hiss. He huffs and looks away, a scowl on his face. Cassian appears alarmed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you, King Raine. I’ve just always admired Miss Avery—” “Why don’t you keep your feelings to yourself and
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