CHAPTER 43-2

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"You keep statistics?" Ben asked. "I keep everything." Mia said. "I suddenly feel judged." Ben said. "You should." Mia said. Even Jace laughed quietly from where he stood talking with a customer near the office and the easy atmosphere settled naturally over the workshop. For the first time since the Black Reapers appeared, everyone seemed to relax and customers noticed it too. Several regulars joked about the repaired rear door. One older rider asked whether Lawson Customs had started offering "combat repairs" as an optional extra and I smiled while handing back his keys. "Only on weekends." I said. "I'll remember that." He said Business continued steadily throughout the morning and Ben successfully completed three services without asking me a single question. When I quietly chec

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