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14. Semantics.

"Luca, come and take this body," I called over my shoulder, knowing one guard I'd assigned to Bast was in the backyard, awaiting my order. I watched as the man jumped into Bast's bedroom window, picked up the body of the boy, and jumped back out in less than a second with a snort of amusement.

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