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Tamsy Caines was creepy. Efficient, capable, but fundamentally creepy in a way that made the skin on the back of Zanka’s neck prickle.
That had been his baseline. A quiet, persistent distrust underpinning every polite interaction.
Now, the memory felt distant.
He didn’t trust Tamsy. Not fully. The prickle of unease was still there. But he was starting to believe him. And that, for a boy built on shame and desperate for a way out of it, was a far more powerful hook than trust could ever be