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... me, it had lost all its luster.
I sank into a chair beside old man Sinclair, my body aching from both the physical pain and the emotional tension that still hung in the air.
After taking my painkiller med, I felt much better, though. Now I could enjoy that
Château Pétrus I was eyeing earlier.
Victor, on the other hand, was in his element. I watched him as he moved through the crowd, seamlessly blending into high society.
He shook hands, exchanged pleasant ...
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