Milky sunlight spilled on the floor. She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. Vorsack sat alone at his computer in his pajamas. ‘Nevertheless, he will neither help me, nor will I seek his help.
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