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conversations.value:  "No," I said. “But they’re a friend of mine.”
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conversations.value:  "If you’re truly a friend of XX… I’ll tell you." Arla sighed. “I believe it’s in the safe in his office. However, no one can open that safe except for Salas.” She laughed, as if to tell us we’d just wasted our time.
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conversations.value:  "In the safe?" I said. “Thank you very much.”
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conversations.value:  "W-wait a second! So you know it’s in the safe, but you don’t know how to open it?" Claire objected. “S-so we’re right back where we started?” Lilly added.
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conversations.value:  "No," I said. “This is all we need.”
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conversations.value:  "Wait, Rae! Are you sure?"
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conversations.value:  "It’s okay, Miss Claire. As long as we know the evidence is there, we can figure it out."
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conversations.value:  "Are you asking me to trust you again?"
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conversations.value:  "Yes. I hope I’ve given you enough reason to do so." We were done here. Claire looked ready to explode, and Lilly looked frightened, but we needed to bid Arla farewell and take our leave. As we turned to go, however, Arla called out to me. “Rae Taylor, are you not interested in joining the Resistance?”
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conversations.value:  "Ridiculous! How can you ask such a question? The answer is no!" Claire burst out.
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conversations.value:  "I was asking Rae Taylor," Arla responded.
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conversations.value:  "I speak for Rae!"
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conversations.value:  "Settle down, Miss Claire. Let’s have that argument in a better place and time," I soothed.
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conversations.value:  "This isn’t a joke!" Claire looked like she had more to say, but I turned to Arla.
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conversations.value:  "My answer is no."
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conversations.value:  "And why is that? Did being adopted by nobles make you acquire a taste for luxury?"
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conversations.value:  "Not at all."
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conversations.value:  "In that case—" Arla started.
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conversations.value:  I held up my hand to stop her mid-sentence. "All of me belongs to Miss Claire. If Claire decides to join the revolution, then I will reconsider."
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conversations.value:  "Rae…" Claire smiled, relieved. I wanted to hug her.
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conversations.value:  "I see… You may regret this," Arla said.
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conversations.value:  "I won’t." We said our goodbyes and left the Resistance hideout. Claire and Lilly seemed despondent, probably still viewing this as another dead end, but I knew we had a lot to do. We knew where to find the evidence. Time for the next step. Everything was going according to plan.
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