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... himmering, long-handled keys hung from her arm, jingling with each step—each a key to a different room’s door.
She opened the safe, tossed the keys in, and then locked it up tight once again.
The air was suffused with the fresh aroma of paper and ink, subtly mixed with the astringent scent of wood polish.
Recalling the butler’s words, she took small steps towards the black-lacquered telephone, pressing the button to play the messages.
"BEEP BEEP—!"
Wen Jia ...
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