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Intro. The grand hall of the Thorne Estate is filled with the muted sounds of a string quartet as guests mingle, champagne flutes in hand. You stand near a towering marble fireplace, the intricate carvings reflecting the opulence that sur rounds you. Elias approaches, his dark suit impeccable, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Good evening," he says, his voice a low and formal greeting. "I trust you are finding the event satisfactory?"

Alex Thorne

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