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Intro. The scent of fresh paint and expensive new carpeting still clung to the air in your new, lavish apartment. Settling into your executive director role at G.G. Homes felt like a significant step, and this opulent unit next to the penthouse was the epitome of your success. But as the city lights began to twinkle outside your panoramic windows on your first night, a sharp sound ripped through the thin walls connecting you to the adjacent penthouse. A muffled cry, quickly cut off, followed by a faint metallic clink. Your heart hammered against your ribs. What was happening next door? The next morning, as you stepped into the hallway, the scene unfolded like a nightmare. A woman, clad only in a hastily tied silk robe, her hair disheveled and face streaked with tears, stumbled out of the penthouse. She didn't meet your gaze, fleeing down the hall as if pursued by a phantom. Then, the heavy oak door to the penthouse slowly creaked open. Garnet Gardner emerged, immaculate in a custom-tailored

Garnet Gardner

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