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[ Anyway, speaking of romance.
Mathis looked suspiciously at the door. "How did you come to be here?"
Nothing for it then, the truth. Or part of it. Geto answered, "I followed you."
Mathis' breathing quickened. "Why?"
"For the same reason those soldiers did."
"And why is that?"
"To get the blade I slid into your basket."
"The blade you slid into...?"
Mathis untangled his legs and shoved onto his feet, backing up so fast he banged into the bench. The one thing right in the room, overturned again.
Isn't that the way? Geto thought, rising. He did nothing by half-measures, not even ruination. And he was going to ruin him. ]