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ed on a

Ace remarked. His voice

e is the heir apparent, sir. Your father has a

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ley. CEO,

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open

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ce's phone pinged. Sen had

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ng Medina's office is in. The on

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as the first emotion he had felt since

a massive, gated driveway. Stone lions sat atop

ad, a gothic fortress of grey

. "The vipers are wait

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