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... pushing aside the remnants of his dinner--half a steak gone cold, a glass of untouched cabernet.
The call with Cassian had been dragging on for nearly twenty minutes, but his mind was elsewhere.
"Sebastian? Are you even listening to me?" Cassian’s voice crackled through the speaker, sharp with irritation.
"Sebastian!" Cassian snapped again, more insistent this time.
"I’m here," he replied, rubbing his temple.
But he wasn’t. Not really.
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