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... bled through the tall east windows in silver sheets, cutting across the Persian rug and striping the endless shelves of leather-bound books.
The air was thick with the scent of old paper, wax polish, and something darker--Melissa’s lingering musk from nights before, soaked into the leather chair and the very grain of the oak desk.
It clung to the back of Phei’s throat like smoke.
He stood motionless in the corner where two towering bookcases met, swallowed by shadow so c ...
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