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Harvey had been checking his watch for the past ten minutes, which was ridiculous, because Aaron Hotchner had never been late to anything in his life. If Aaron said seven-thirty, he meant seven-thirty, and if he meant seven-thirty, he would walk through the doors of the bar at precisely that time, probably having already scoped the exits and memorized the layout. Still, Harvey checked his watch. It had been years. Not the occasional email or holiday call or the... funeral, but actual years since they’d sat down face to face. Harvard felt like another lifetime. Back then, Aaron had been all sharp arguments, quiet in a way that made professors nervous. He’d had that steady gaze even at twenty-two, like he could see straight through a cross-examination and into the truth underneath. Harvey had admired that. He’d also enjoyed trying to get a rise out of him. -- Or, an old friend comes to visit Harvey.

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