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... oom. His valet, a quiet man named Pierre, was brushing invisible lint from the shoulders of Carcel’s dinner jacket.
Carcel looked calm. His face was a mask of perfect noble detachment. But inside, his mind was working like the gears of a clock.
The door opened. Mr. Vance entered without knocking. This was a privilege only Vance had.
Carcel nodded to Pierre. "Leave us."
Pierre bowed and vanished into the side room.
Carcel turned to Vance. "Is she safe?"
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