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Fredric felt as if his world had collapsed. No matter how much he had calculated, he never anticipated that Judah would be under suspicion.

Wynter stood up, resting one hand on the table, her voice as clear as crystal. "I've taken particular note of some of your abilities.

"For instance, even though we were born in the same place, people see me as just some country bumpkin brought in from a remote area. You, however, have somehow transformed yourself into Hawford's 'native.""