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213. PERFECT

“Noah got into a car accident,” Kirill said, stepping into the room. “I saw him this morning. He’s stable.”

Zaley’s pen froze just above the paper, the ink pooling at the tip of his signature.

“That was fast,” he muttered.

Kirill raised an eyebrow. “What was?”

Zaley leaned back in his chair, eyes na...