Chapter 21

  Colorless. Flavorless. Tasteless. Lifeless.

  That was Margot Kazlov.

  "Assistants—" The moment I was close enough, I grabbed her jaw and yanked her forward so we were only inches away. "Assist their bosses. You help in my endeavor. You don't have your own thoughts. You're an extension of me. You...

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