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Nikolai dreamed he was finally free. 

Free to decide where he wanted to go. Free to do as he wanted without someone breathing down his neck. Free to live each day without worrying if it’d be his last. But his dream was nothing more than a distraction as he made his way through the baron’s manor. He flexed his fingers, anticipation thrumming in his blood.

He was on yet another thrilling job involving ‘complicated acquisition’.

Or just theft, though he disliked that term very much. What he did wasn’t the same as snatching a wallet from some unsuspecting pedestrian or palming something off a store shelf when no one was watching. 

Theft is theft, his employer’s voice echoed in his mind. And let me remind you, we caught you. You’re not half as clever as you think you are. 

Nikolai wrinkled his nose at the memory, suddenly feeling hot under the guard’s uniform he was wearing as a disguise. Juris was always a stickler for protocol, regardless of where Nikolai’s skillset lay. He shook his head to clear it and focused on the task at hand. 

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