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What Can You Do?

Pa didn’t look away. His gaze held hers like iron, a man who’d stared down war and loss and wasn’t afraid to stare down her ghosts too.

“I’ve heard of him,” Pa said finally. “Yakov. And of what his ghosts can do. Always wondered what kind of bastard makes a girl into something like you.” He leaned i...