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“What have you done Kat,” I whisper, although I can guess what happened to the kill pill she’d once offered me.
“Served him some justice,” she replies. She picks up Pieter’s glass and the bottle of brandy. “A bad batch, no doubt. In his own crystal, too.”

I hate Pieter Weisz. That is all.

I've barely started the book and it's already ripped my heart out...