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26 - 26 - “Vanya,” Rodin said as she approached. She nodded in greeting, then cast a look over her shoulder. “Ferra looks a bit bewildered.” Rodin shrugged. “Better than him looking angry. Might even do some proper training now.” “That would be a first. But Rodin’s always been full of surprises, right?” Vanya tilted her head. “And now, you’re trying to figure out how I know who you are.” “I know we’ve met, maybe a couple of times.” “Maybe?” “If you know anything about me, you know I come into contact with a lot of people.” “And many of them never see another morning. Guess that makes me one of the lucky ones. And to jog your memory‌—‌Dephloren’s district. I gave you something you wanted. And then we met again, a set-up in some slovenly tech’s room.” And now Rodin remembered. A ro

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