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It's a netode that makes sense. "So you initiated it, all this?"

"Uh, yes."

"Are you some kind of representative or something?"

Silas laughed. "You're kind of green on the street, deputy?" The young man patted my shoulder in a familiar manner, which I brushed off sarcastically.

Oh well. Okay. That's an embarrassing statement. I don't know the organisational structure of a group of thugs (after all, who does?).

Silas realised my discomfort, I think. "Sorry, yes. For that, and for what came before."

Huh? "I don't understand."

"That must have offended you. But, we work for the same people now, you should understand." Silas' hand landed on my shoulder again. "And also close to the same person."

I winced.

A grin rose on Silas's lips that resembled the curl of a pierced worm (if that was possible). "You heard about me from Susan."

That statement made my eyes widen, though it wasn't actually that surprising.

Earlier, together with Precise, I had already calculated that this would happen soon
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