Where Angels lost their wings
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indent Gabriel’s face turned dark, though his eyes began to glimmer with an old, well oiled fury. “That’s his second strike,” he said, not elaborating further. Another deep drag on the cigarette. Another moment in which he shifted his weight and studied the far distant sea. “Don’t worry about him. Even if you live with wolves, you’re still welcome here.” He did not explain that if she came back he would use her for information. He did not explain that even now, he would use her as a decoy, a weapon. What a terrible thing, to think such thoughts all ready.






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