Seventy-one dominoes. The chain had burned through princes, portals, and sacred demon breeding hymns. There were only a few left before the grand finale.
Some dominoes kill kings. This one created a queen.
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DOMINO 72: THE GOAT TAKES A VICTORY LAP
GREYHALL CROSSING — SHADOWFELL MEETING ROOM — 8:00 AM
Damon Tavian slid a document across the table.
Nicholas picked it up and read. His eyes traveled down the page with the speed of a man whose literacy was being personally tested by the audacity of every subsequent sentence.
Reed leaned over to skim it alongside him.
Nicholas looked at the signature on the bottom of the document. "Renwick Lunaris signed this."
"Yes."
"Willingly."
"Willingly is doing a lot of heavy lifting in that sentence."
Nicholas set the document down like it was a live explosive. "Walk me through it."
