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There's always something that makes you nervous about the quiet guy who hangs out in the corner, never talking more than needed, always listening to music you don't quite get that makes you a little nervous. Maybe it's the little twitch you swear they have but can't prove or the way you catch their stare at something not there. Or perhaps it's the hungry gleam in their eye that quickens your heartbeat and makes your palms sweat and the room suddenly grow smaller. In Trey Kronberger's world it's that pride knowing he has you cornered without saying a word that fulfills his hunger.
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