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... rackenwell. The streets had turned mostly deserted with lanterns burning along the narrow roads.
Harold Belmont pulled his coat tighter around himself as he walked. His footsteps moved quickly as if he had somewhere important to be. He finally arrived at an establishment where one could hear the clatter of coins and chatter.
Straightening his shoulders, Mr. Belmont pushed the door and stepped inside.
"Rough day, Belmont?" one of the regulars called out, eyeing the bruise ...
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