Though they weren't really that far away, I couldn't make out what they were saying. Eddie lunged, catching at Frieda's coat and pulling her around to face him, his nose almost touching hers as they hissed their unhappiness at each other. It was clear she wasn't welcome and knew it, had been likely up to no good. The redness of Eddie's cheeks surely had less to do with the cold and more with the anger in his expression, in the way he carried his whole body.

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