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27.3 CARLESSI ROMA NYXIS 2
“Killed?” Alisa repeated. She could feel he was telling the truth through her Gift, and she could also feel the regret and guilt that came with it. It was probably why she wasn’t as horrified as Jester expected her to be. Alisa could sense there was more to the story.
I knew she wasn’t faint-hearted, thought Jester, or maybe she just knows too well that things are never as they seem. Her father on the other hand…
He glanced at Gregory Vega. The man’s stern blue gaze felt like the cold blade of a knife pressing at his throat. Jester had a feeling Gregory’s dislike of him had less to do with the fact that he had just confessed to a murder (one of several, really, but his other sins can wait), and more because his daughter seemed to actually be sympathizing with him instead. He probably also hasn’t forgotten how Jester had whisked away said daughter from their fight yesterday and became her emotional support while he remain
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