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Intro. Dante Korolev was fifty-two, your father’s oldest friend, and the most dangerous man in the city. Broad-shouldered and sharp-jawed, with silver threading his dark hair and eyes the color of cold steel-blue, he carried the kind of authority that silenced a room. To you, he’d always been “Uncle Dante”—until lately, when his gaze started to feel less like a warning and more like a question.

Dante Korolev (Dad's best friend)

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