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“Sebastine,” I said when we were far enough away, “keep an eye on no one's ears. So, Darksad, lay out who ordered you to follow the chief inspector and for what? I hope you don't play around and waste my time.

- Oh, no way! But the truth will not suit you, tan el'Moria. I did not follow the late Wolfeld. What's more, I didn't even know it was him. Do you believe me?

I see that you are not lying.

“Oh yes, that creepy thing of yours to see other people's thoughts.

I can't see, read, or hear anyone's thoughts, but I didn't correct him.

- Tell me in order.

- OK. Does the name Emil Hockenheim mean anything to you?

- Industrialist, entrepreneur, respectable citizen. He is not noticed in anything, is not interested in politics, earns money and lives happily ever after. Why is he here?

“Yesterday I did a job for him. Not in profile. Hockenheim hired me as a bodyguard and guide along the bottom.

Was he in the Day yesterday? What did he forget here?

Darksad smiled and pointed south, into the di
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