I don't want to read them again. Firelight bounced in orange shadows along the cave, like being in a ball of darkness and gold light. If I'm there, I can take you to it. I would be a fool if I wasn't, I said.
Even with a murder investigation going on? I asked. The kneeling man drew a knife from his belt. I hadn't known Olaf for hour, and I already knew why he was no one's sweetie. We were getting some glances but not much else, yet.
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