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“Because there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” His lips part. His pupils dilate. He stares at me, motionless. Then he looks away and swallows, hard. He exhales and says gruffly, “If you don’t go back with him, he dies. I’ll kill him.” “You’re not going to hurt him.” “Yes, I will.” “No, you won’t.” He looks at me again, and his eyes burn with anger. “Goddammit! You’re not listening to me!” “Yes, I am, but you’re lying. Because you know that if you hurt Spider, I’ll never forgive you. And no matter how much you try to tell yourself that shouldn’t make a difference, it does.” Infuriated, he stares at me in crackling silence. Feeling daring, I add softly, “And we both know why.” He jolts to his feet, flattens his hands on the table, and leans over it, glaring at me. “If you think I ca
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