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... oom was absolutely heavy enough to crush the lungs of anyone with a guilty conscience.
A man stood at the front, his neat suit suddenly feeling three sizes too small. His glasses glinted under the LED lights, failing to hide the nervousness on his face.
He cleared his throat, sounding like sandpaper on glass.
At the head of the table, Lucian leaned back partly present, partly waiting for the reply from Thomas.
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