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... , shifting their weight or chatting idly. A quick glance found no blood, no frantic shouting, and no one being carried in. Nothing urgent. Good. I spotted the slips of paper in their hands, each marked with a number. Even better. Rima had already done triage and sorted them out.
The midday sun pressed down, heat baking into the packed dirt of the street. I exhaled, rolling my shoulders. The morning had slipped away between airing out the house and the drawn-out conversation with Lady Alm ...
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