matter of fact

Surprisingly, Cassidy showed no sign of fear. Blood was pouring from his nose and the corner of his mouth, but he didn’t flinch back even from the threatened blow. Kneeling, bound, bleeding, he even managed a shrug. “You’re dead.” he said calmly. “I don’t speak to dead men.”

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