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Maks.

Maks, who’s my right arm.

Maks, who’s been with me at every turn.

Maks, who held Desya down as I gouged out his eye.

Maks, who’s family.

“GET AWAY FROM THERE!”

Kazimir’s shout yanks me back to the present. When I raise my head, I see exactly why he’s yelling: a red dot on Maksim’s forehe...

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