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  1. Genevieve Moulin

    At the Rusty Gear...

    Claudia sank into a chair with a quiet groan, crumpling into poof of emerald satin and black tulle that threatened to swallow her. She propped her boots on the table, dropped her head back and closed her eyes. Her feet were tired. Her back ached. She thought the muscles in her face might never...
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