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Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven Less than fifteen minutes later, they were seated at a table by the window in a sushi restaurant. They had an amazing view of the street, and they both glanced out as they sipped at the glasses of cold water that Baxter had just poured for them from the carafe. Their eyes met as they turned their attention back to the table. Mallory smiled and put down her glass. “Like people watching, do you?” Baxter shrugged. “It’s not my main hobby, but it can be kind of interesting at times. Take today—we were the ones being watched, causing a spectacle, albeit unintentionally. I suspect people found us very interesting.” Nodding, Mallory resisted the temptation to jump in and ask him what his main hobby was. Not like he was going to come right out and say “being a criminal.” Instead,
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