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I hate myself for thinking too categorically and even overreacting somewhere, but I can’t help it. Sometimes even one encountered person is enough to forever stigmatize everyone who is even a little bit like him. And in my life, all the moonshiners I’ve met have only exacerbated the nightmare I endured because of that first one.

– No, Shea, you’re the exception, which only emphasizes the rule.

– Two weeks, Margot, – Shea repeated, as if I hadn’t said no. – And I will hope that you will change your mind and make me the happiest man on earth.

Of course, I can’t help but notice that he deliberately refers to himself as a “man” rather than a “moonshiner.

Today is one of those days when I can get home early and spend the evening all by myself. Usually I either have another meeting with business associates or dinner with some important politician or someone close to them. These meetings are arranged by A’Leta’s father, because, despite my assistants responsible for expanding my political circle, he knows the kitchen not only from within, but also from a handshake’s distance. More than once I have wasted my time talking to another “nobody” pretending to be an important decision-maker, and then it turned out that, in fact, some inconspicuous little mouse a la the Gray Cardinal was in charge.