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... summer, and the air clung to everything—thick, slow, and impossibly still. Cicadas droned faintly in the trees, barely audible behind the polished glass of the estate’s windows. The gravel drive, once tended by generations of uniformed staff, was empty.
Lucien arrived alone.
No driver. No appointment. He simply got out of his car and walked the path—his steps quiet and purposeful, leaving no trace behind on the sun-bleached stone. His clothes were black, as always. No tie. No coa ...
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