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Rather than muddle through some bullshit answer, he said nothing.
She nodded, once. “Are you?”
More silence.
“That’s what I thought.” With her eyes still locked on his, she added. “Are you searching for Mara’s killer?”
“Always,” he replied.
“When you find him—and I know you will—put a bullet in him for me.”
“You got it, G-ma,” he said. “With pleasure.”
