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... most blended with the low hum of the monitors.
"Come in," he said absent-mindedly, eyes still glued to the digital map spread across his tablet. Colored dots pulsed across the screen, each representing a rider in motion. His stylus hovered mid-air as he calculated possible routes.
The door creaked open slowly.
"Hello...?" a gentle voice called.
Lucian paused momentarily. The stylus slipped from his fingers and rolled across the desk. He lifted his head , and froze ...
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