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... d time tonight.
Ten o’clock sharp.
After shifting his gaze from the watch face, Moselle looked around once more.
At this moment, he was in a rather cramped room, with an old-fashioned, somewhat dilapidated long table set before him, and another chair placed at the opposite end of the table.
As a venue for negotiations, this place seemed too rudimentary and inevitably gave off a sensation of insincerity.
Yet, if one considered it as a site for murder and di ...
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