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"Well," she said, stirring her coffee, "hope it’s a good one." He studied her for a moment. An ordinary person. Someone who didn’t know his name, his story, the bodies left in his wake. To her, he was just another customer, another tired man in a diner at the crack of dawn. He wondered how many people saw him like that now. A nobody. A ghost. It should have bothered him, maybe. But it didn’t. He lifted his coffee cup, taking a slow sip. "Yeah," he murmured. "Me too."