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What does a career soldier do when he loses his career? And what do his friends do about him?
Roy's past slid through his fingers into a box: a folded "portrait" of him, product of Elysia's first finger paints; a box with his captain's insignia—so that's where it had gone; two letter openers, one of them an old knife of Hughes'.
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Lisa gets some good advice from Gracia.
Lisa set down the teacups with a bit more force than necessary. "I'm not heartbroken over anything."
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The husband and wife conspiracy team.
Maas folded his arms around her, beaming. "I'm so lucky," he sighed. "Not only is my wife beautiful, smart, sweet and amazing, she's also the best secret agent I've ever seen."
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