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The Ledger of LiesThe door to the Silver Orchid was heavy, lacquered in something that used to be red and now was the colour of dried blood. Vicky Malone pushed it open with her shoulder and stepped into the corridor that led to the VIP rooms. She was carrying a tray of empty glasses—someone had left them behind after a late-night poker game—and she was thinking about nothing more complicated...
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