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... ater, the burn in her throat barely registering. She set the empty glass down with a dull clink and gestured for another.
The bartender shot her a disapproving glance but said nothing. With practiced indifference, he reached for a fresh glass, filling it with amber liquid that shimmered under the dim glow of the bar's overhead lamps.
Anna wrapped her fingers around the drink, but this time, she didn't rush to down it. The first glass had been to ignite a fire in her stomach, to c ...
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