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head, burning like a knife that
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. A countdown timer on a life he'd spent
d light reflecting off the test results spread out before him. Black-and-white photographs of his
e a king. He was leaving a m
his temples. His head throbbed, but not with the sick
e said at last, hi
and personal doctor, sighe
his way to the top, crushed enemies underfoot, and sent men's dust i
ex spoke, his tone soft
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ere had
ne research team. A medical miracle out of the blue.
erimental treatment in Europe. No guara
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it was
to remain immobile. She'd never known a
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la
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t. That he'd done what he had to do. He'd sold her lov
focating weight of death was strangling the air f
for power. And was
air away from him. "Book the tests. Book the
ength. "Alex... maybe it's time to mov
bris
reading his silence.
clenched. "Sh
w you have a choice. Die the man who built an empire,
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