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Willow shook her head. “Please tell me that’s some sort of joke,” she said, but the sorrow in George’s eyes told her that it wasn’t a joke. “Creating the World Government was never a good idea.”
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Uriel and Samael stepped into the house together, which told Richard that some bad was coming, because that was the only time they worked together. When they were followed by Mikhael and Gabriel Richard summoned chairs for all of them. Samael nodded before adding to that a table with a bottle of whiskey on, surrounded by five glasses. Breathing deeply, in an attempt to become calm, Richard sat down in the chair closest to him, gesturing to the angels to do the same, as he waited for them to tell him how bad it was going to be. Each of them took a seat, looking as though they were also having difficulty being calm.
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