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Lawrence’s ballot had been crushed in his hand, and he watched the poor scrutineers unfurl his slip of paper and smooth it out.
Floating on plywood in the ocean, Lawrence was too gone to write down the tallies. He prayed, wordlessly.
“Help me, Tomasso. It’s slippery…”
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The Conclave stretches on, leaving Thomas and Tedesco to face off. Thomas spirals.