Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. “I’m not so sure. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. If you attempt to play the traitor, you will do so at the hazard of your life. I had left Paris.
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