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... ool! Don’t speak—"
The other man, who was huddled in the corner, shouted, but his voice trailed off when Claude shot him a deadly glare.
Claude turned to the whistleblower again. "Where?"
"I—In...in the Red House..." the man stammered.
Claude’s eyes flickered dangerously. The name of the house sounded ominous in his ears. In his world, there was a district called Red Pavilion, and it was a street full of brothels and whorehouses.
"Where is that place? What ...
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