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... a dull whisper.Demien shrugged off his jacket without ceremony, tossing it across the back of the nearest chair. The knot of his tie loosened with a sharp tug, though he left it hanging limp around his neck, forgotten. A breath left him slow and thin, the kind drawn from someone running on the last fumes of adrenaline.
The room felt heavy, quiet in a way the streets outside refused to be. Dim light from a single standing lamp threw long shadows across the bed, the desk, the half-unpacked ...
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