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... of the boot on his injured foot. The restaurant sign glowed softly above them, warm yellow light reflecting on the glass windows. It was a quiet place, the kind that favoured privacy over spectacle, clearly chosen with intention.
Darcy’s phone vibrated in his hand just as they reached the entrance. He glanced at the screen, his brows knitting together slightly before he lifted his head.
"You go in first," Darcy said calmly. "It’s about the gaming company. I need to take this." < ...
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