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... But all he could do was nod in agreement.

"Good," Alex said, satisfied with Rozier's response. "Cooperate, and I won't treat you unfairly. Got any juicy info now? Anything from inside or outside the school—as long as it's valuable, I'm a fair guy."

He stepped closer, placing his hand on Rozier's shoulder again, pressing just hard enough to remind him who was in charge.

Rozier winced, blurting out under the pressure, "Uh, okay, okay! I did overhear something. A third-year ...

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