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You should be dead, he said, his voice full of wonder. How is it that you're still alive? Jaw clenched, I worked at his grip on me, trying to get my fingers between him and my wrist. I work hard at it.

Kim Harrison

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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
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