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indent They were meeting on equal ground, an afternoon conversation between two politicians. She worded her concerns carefully, and he respected that she was not playing around with him. Someone at least, it seemed, had the brains to take care of things with words as opposed to muscle. Tayui had done the same, but her pack and her power was gone. Esper Hollow did not concern him. Dahlia had been beaten, so to speak, and Pheonix Valley was nothing but idealists and dreamers who had nothing to threaten them with. “No, we won’t. I’ll instruct them to do the same. I’m sure that my cousin will want to come and meet with you once you’ve settled.” Then they would know where they were, how many members they had, and if they really could be a threat.





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