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... a’s swanky penthouse tower, stretching lazy shadows across the gleaming marble lobby like fingers reaching for the last bit of night. Henry Jackson had been parked there all damn night, crumpled in one of those unforgiving leather armchairs that felt more like a medieval torture device than furniture. His lanky frame was twisted into a pretzel, and his usually chiseled face—sharp jawline, the works—looked like it’d been through a wringer, etched with lines of pure exhaustion. Those warm brown ey ...
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