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I dropped the wiseacre attitude. The growing force of my anger burned it away. "Taking my kid isn't impersonal," I said. "It's a Kevorkianesque cry for help."
"Such moral outrage. Yet you are as guilty as I. Did you not slay Paolo's child, Bianca?"
"Bianca was trying to kill me at the time," I said. "Maggie is an innocent. She couldn't possibly hurt you."
"Then you should have considered that before you insulted me by murdering my grandchild," she hissed, her voice suddenly tight and cold. "I am patient, wizard. More patient than you could imagine. And I have looked forward to this day, when the consequences of your arrogance shall fall upon both you and all who love you."


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