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Ghost squints at him, one eye closed. “Rain stopped?”
“Perceptive as usual, sir.”
Ghost stands, stretching his arms above his head and rolling his neck. His shirt rides up to expose more than a sliver of skin—hips, and soft belly, and hair trailing into his boxer briefs—and Soap averts his eyes.
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19 Apr 2026