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... hick with tension. Baron Rothgard paced before the ornate fireplace, his usual commanding presence diminished by obvious anxiety. Sweat beaded on his balding head despite the cool night air, and his fingers kept worrying at the heavy gold rings on his hands.
"There's no need," he insisted for the third time, his voice carrying a hint of desperation. "The vault's location is secure. My personal guard can handle any threats." He waved dismissively, but his eyes darted nervously to the shad ...
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