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... the dishes freshly cooked by the elite chef wafting in the air. Unlike the meat, which was so tender the knife glided through it as if it were butter, the tension hanging over the table was so intense you wouldn’t be able to cut it even if you were to swing an axe.
Lane slowly cut a piece of beef and placed it in his mouth. It felt like cardboard, dry and devoid of any flavor. Or maybe it was his mouth that was so dry? Either way, he forced himself to swallow, trying to push the lump blo ...
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