nside. The room

was back on the table. A set of expensive le

nklin stood b

s wearing a fresh, crisp white shirt, tucked into dark

, radiating power and wealth. But the eyes

. The words left her mouth before she coul

replied smoothly. He

now, just a slight hesitation in his stride. He

ext to him. His ruined sui

up and toss

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ordered. "And

was a whisper, i

t to her chest. It was he

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m. She dismissed it again, more forcefully this time. A

e man in Vienna had been a shadow, bearded and rough. Thi

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ided t

me Cel

"I can't, sir. It'

ocol here," he

. It triggered a shiver

," she bre

miliar on her tong

ed, predatory smile. "Good.

servant. But the air between them was electric. He treated he

or the bottle of scotch. She realized, with a sinking feeling, that s