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Tall. Composed. Late twenties, maybe. His suit wasn’t flashy in the way some expensive clothes tried to be, but the cut alone spoke of money. Not the loud, newly acquired kind.
The quiet kind. The kind that didn’t need permission to enter a room.
Jake placed his glass of sparkling water down on the nearest table with calm precision. Inside, his thoughts sharpened. ’Someone important,’ Catharine had said. He believed her.
The man stopped a comfortable distance a ...
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