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Chapter 33. Planning Murder

His lips tilted into a grin as he reached across, stole a piece of turkey from his own plate, cut it, and held it out to me on his fork. “Open.”

The room stilled.

Dua’s brows flicked up, a smirk curling her lips like she was savoring the spectacle. Verlin tried to hide his grin behind his drin...