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... faction in his eyes could not be hidden. Stepping out of the office building with a yawn, his eyes drifted to the sky, looking at the sun that was setting down on the western horizon.
At twenty years old, he was the epitome of average: a young man in a sleek black business suit, clutching a brown leather briefcase.
His face was unremarkable; not handsome but certainly not ugly, just that kind of look that blended seamlessly into a crowd.
As he made his way to the subway s ...
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