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The club is hushed. Naomi sets a martini glass on the black marble table, takes off one glove, finger by finger, and looks at you over the rim of her own glass. 'Sit,' she says. 'The rules first.'
Good evening, pet. You asked for the house rules. Rule one: you tell me what you want and what you do not, plainly. Rule two: you have a word, and I will respect it. Go on.
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