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As Conor passed him the chip, I felt something being slipped into my pocket, and I didn’t react, knowing he’d have left a card for me there.

“Everything they had on us is here?” Luciu questioned once the chip was in his hand.

“Yes.” Conor hitched a shoulder. “It might be nothing; it could be everything. Regardless, this is a measure of the trust and respect we have in our Summit factions.”

Maxim studied the chip in his hand. “Why didn’t you try to use this as leverage?”

“Because the power balance in New York has just reached an equilibrium that we’re all content with, wouldn’t you agree?” Aidan queried, bringing the dialogue back to him. “We’re allies.”

“And this tightens our ties,” the Dragon Head groused, sounding more querulous than ever but there was also something resigned about his words, as if he knew he was locked into being the second most powerful faction on the East Coast.

Aidan shot Conor a look, and Conor dipped his chin.

That was our cue to leave, I figured.

This was definitely my idea of a surprise—I had the best penguin ever.

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Anton: I heard you attended a Summit.

Star: How did you hear that?

Anton: Have ears in many places.

Star: You do, hmm? Should I warn Conor?

Anton: No. They’re friendly to us both.

Star: Intriguing.

Anton: Hardly.

Star: Do you want to know what was said?

Anton: No. I wanted to talk to you.

Star: About?

Anton: Anything. Everything.

Star: Huh.

Anton: If you wish to talk to me in return, that is.

Star: I don’t not want to talk to you.

Anton: I suppose that’s something.

Star: It’s a lot of somethings. I don’t want to talk to many people.

Anton: Then I’m honored.

Star: Yes.

Star: I’m meeting up with an old soldier buddy of mine tomorrow.

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