“So, how well do you know Rainier?” Leal asked her, pausing with his hand perched on the pile of logs the next morning.
“Well, we’re very good friends,” she replied. Noting the discomfort in his face, she asked him,
“Why do you ask?”
“Just wondering,” he said. She thought there was more to it, but decided to let it go. After all, she did know far more about him than he realized. For the past two years, information had trickled down through the Resistance to her about this sturdy carpenter.
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