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... e Rae’s heavy oak door, my breath pluming into white mist.
The corridor, which should be perfectly climate-controlled, feels like the inside of a meat locker.
Frost is literally crawling up the veins of the marble walls, radiating outward from where her heavy, fur-lined combat boots touch the floor.
She leans casually against the stone, arms crossed, her piercing blue eyes locking onto mine with the predatory focus of an arctic wolf.
She isn’t here to assassinate ...
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