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“I swear, it’s all there,” Nettles almost wailed. The fear in his voice, and on his face, was evident. Satisfied, Janos turned to Prim. “He’s yours.” Primeter Vatorian smiled. It was not a pretty sight. Then his eye’s glazed over, his mouth opened to accommodate his fangs, and Hiram Nettles realized that he wasn’t going to have to worry about the consequences of lying to Lord Janos. The Locker was a special security room, constructed to be soundproof. It failed.
-- The Last Spartan – Chapter Thirty One by badkarma00
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