Chapter 18
Cassian's POV
The back room smelled like copper and old cigarettes. I stood with my back to the wall, watching Kovas wipe blood off his knuckles with a handkerchief that had probably been white about an hour ago. Two of our people were standing near the door, waiting.
"Clean?" I asked.
Kovas nodd...
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