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... . Even the snow outside. But that knock rang clear and real through the penthouse.
Another knock. Then another.
I backed up quietly into the kitchen. Used the island as cover. Breath shallow. Heart pounding loud enough I swore they could hear it even in this frozen moment.
The card reader beeped. The lock clicked open. The door swung inward. The fuck, they my keycard? How?
Footsteps followed. Slow. Quiet. Four distinct sets.
I risked a quick peek around th ...
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