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... Malice, like a thorn in one's back.
But when Jason looked toward the mouth of the alley, it had disappeared without a trace.
A figure with raised hands walked in.
It was a young man, with short hair, wearing black-framed glasses, of average build, not muscular, and with a hint of worry and guilt on his face.
"I'm sorry."
"I didn't mean to."
"I only came because I was worried about Edmund."
The other explained like this.
"Esther?!" < ...
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