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George Cooper
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George looked down at his clothes. They were soaked in blood, only a little of which was his. He sighed. His people had to learn.

The King of Thieves took a small handkerchief-wrapped item from his pocket. As he lifted the lid of the cedar chest that sat beside his bed, George could hear the noise from the inn below.

He let the ear fall onto the ever-growing pile on the bottom of the box, then quickly slammed the lid shut.

His people had to learn.