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... he redhead made her way about the company, surveying the ground floor. No Alicia in sight, but no Mrs Aetherton either—same went for the secretary bird at her command.
She waltzed down the floor and through the sofas with the scents of coffee drifting about the building, only making her lips want a simple cup of tea instead.
Her footsteps stopped at the door of an office, only to see the lights were off and the door shut and locked. It seemed Peter Werner was out somewhere.
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