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“Perfect,” Julian said, and reached across the table to take my hand.

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“Yes,” Julian said, and the simple agreement was more brutal than any punishment he could have devised. “You should have. You put the idea of a ‘nice night’ over the reality of your own safety. That is a lapse in judgment, Marcus. And it cannot happen again.” “Perfect,” Julian said, and reached across the table