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... or swing shut behind him with a soft click.
The moment he was alone, the exhaustion of the day weighed heavier on his shoulders.
He moved like clockwork—boots off, coat hung, a drink poured and left untouched on the desk as he sat in front of his computer and began to type.
’Julie Dane.’
A quick search gave him all the surface-level data: eldest daughter of the Dane family, once aristocrats of the hunter world.
Their downfall had come in the early days of ...
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