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... ss, and even now he was still smiling. His tone carried a kind of innocent pride, as though he had done something clever and loyal, but in this room, filled with suspicious eyes and tense silence, it was like throwing oil on a fire.
Everyone’s attention shifted toward the young man standing by the door, but the real weight of the statement pressed down on Max. The server wasn’t smiling at Anton, nor at Sheri, nor at Bobo Stern. His eyes were fixed across the room, steady, respectful, dir ...
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