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           Hespokeeachwordcarefullyinhisrumblingvoice."Inoticedyou’vebeenspendingtimewithoneoftheCullens."

           "Yes,"Irepeatedcurtly.

           Hiseyesnarrowed."Maybeit’snoneofmybusiness,butIdon’tthinkthatissuchagoodidea."

           "You’reright,"Iagreed."Itisnoneofyourbusiness."

           Heraisedhisgrayingeyebrowsatmytone."Youprobablydon’tknowthis,buttheCullenfamilyhasanunpleasantreputationonthereservation."

           "Actually,Ididknowthat,"Iinformedhiminahardvoice.Thissurprisedhim."Butthatreputationcouldn’tbedeserved,couldit?BecausetheCullensneversetfootonthereservation,dothey?"Icouldseethatmylessthansubtlereminderoftheagreementthatbothboundandprotectedhistribepulledhimupshort.

           "That’strue,"heacceded,hiseyesguarded."Youseem...wellinformedabouttheCullens.MoreinformedthanIexpected."

           Istaredhimdown."Maybeevenbetterinformedthanyouare."

           Hepursedhisthicklipsasheconsideredthat."Maybe."heallowed,buthiseyeswereshrewd."IsCharlieaswellinformed?"

           Hehadfoundtheweakchinkinmyarmor.

           "CharlielikestheCullensalot,"Ihedged.Heclearlyunderstoodmyevasion.Hisexpressionwasunhappy,butunsurprised.

           "It’snotmybusiness,"hesaid."ButitmaybeCharlie’s."

           "Thoughitwouldbemybusiness,again,whetherornotIthinkthatit’sCharlie’sbusiness,right?"

           IwonderedifheevenunderstoodmyconfusedquestionasIstrugglednottosayanythingcompromising.Butheseemedto.