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“You’re not sure about him, are you?” Cali threw herself down on the sofa opposite Paskia, took a bite from her energy bar.
Paskia pushed her hands into her lap, then forced them apart. Her nails were ragged, with torn skin around the cuticles.
“I know how it looks, and I know he was pretty dismissive on the worm, but I still trust him. He’s planning something. I know it.”
“Know, or think?”
Paskia took a breath. “Back in the bunker, after I’d been taken by Authority again—I told you about this, right? Well, there was a moment when I wasn’t sure. I knew Rodin was there, but didn’t have a clue what he was doing. I was sure he didn’t, either. Seriously, I thought we were both going to die. And then, he went through the door, into the room with the incinerator.”
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