The Broken Hunters

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Quinn and I worked side by side at his desk for a bit until one of the kitchen staff brought us lunch. There was a note attached. “Don’t forget to eat, lovebirds. Xoxo Duncan.” It reminded me of something I wanted to ask Quinn. “How did you know Duncan staged that conversation just for me to hear?” I asked. “Because of what you told me he said. He just wouldn’t ever say that. Plus, he’s just as devious at planning at Alec was. I was playing it over in my mind last night. I thought of Dad telling me to wait to challenge my grandfather until after the ball as I would be stronger. Duncan must have told him you’d gone after me.” “You were up after I fell asleep?” “Yeah, just processing things. And staring at you like a creeper.” He winked at me, and I laughed. Once again, the food t

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