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... quieter, dimmer hallway, one that most guests at the auction avoided because it led toward storage rooms and staff elevators. The hum of distant voices and clinking glasses faded behind him, replaced by the faint buzz of fluorescent lights overhead. He kept his pace steady, not too fast, not too slow, careful not to draw attention.
Even without turning around, Micah could feel it, someone was following him.
It was Noas. The presence at his back was light, almost careful, but Mic ...
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