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... en that couldn’t hide the overwhelming stench of alcohol on the two soldiers before him.
One was short, with a stubby nose and missing teeth, here and there. The other stood taller, leaner, his face sharper and meaner, like he’d stabbed men for sport.
They had walked in like they’d done this a thousand times.
The tall one scanned the table beside Oliver and picked up a small knife. Its blade was thin, notched with tiny ridges that shimmered oddly in the low light.
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