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"The badge," Bruno said softly. "You took my badge and melted it down for a belt buckle. But you forgot something, Rafael."

Bruno stood up. He took a small, tarnished star from his pocket—the remnants of his old sheriff’s badge, melted and twisted. He placed it on the table. libro vaquero

"This," Bruno said. "Honor doesn't melt." "The badge," Bruno said softly