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... in one motion. Jason followed right after, his larger frame cutting through the booth’s drapes as they pushed toward the stairwell. The music hadn’t stopped, but the lower floor was buzzing with the sound of chairs scraping, men shouting, and one voice—Lyra’s—that cut sharp enough to send a chill through anyone within earshot.
They stormed down the stairs, Jason’s hand instinctively brushing his coat where he kept steel, while Xavier’s eyes scanned every angle like a predator zeroing in ...
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