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... > Outside, the rain drizzled incessantly, and the elegant courtyard gradually soaked in the moisture.
Ian Kane’s mood dampened along with it.
His mother’s voice, like rusty blades scraping across the eardrums, mingled with the sound of rain, carving open old wounds in his heart.
"Ian Kane, your dad’s dead! He went skiing in Valdania with his favorite mistress and your brother, the helicopter crashed into the mountain, they’re all dead! Serves him right, justice is served! ...
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