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Blake paid me for my time.
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Plus, uh,
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he let me see some photos of the fires.
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So we both got something out of the deal.
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And what other wisdom did you offer him?
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Any idiot can slosh gas around and light a match.
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But this guy? He knew fire, knew how it spread.
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See, buildings are just like people.
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There's a weak spot, a soft underbelly.
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He would find it, use it,
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unleash an inferno with barely any accelerant.
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That...