230 Rhea sprang, teeth flashing. “Yes, I remember,” she said. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. Rhea commanded her. And you, Austin; and you Langley, I say the same thing to you.
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