PREVIEW
... ate-night silence in North Bear was profound.
In a studio, Angelina stretched lazily, her graceful curves unmistakable beneath her black coat, resembling an expressive Chinese painting of mountains and rivers—peaks soaring high and at times overlooking a willow-like river that flowed into the plains.
Hackers are creatures of the night.
Angelina was no exception. She held a newly poured whisky, sipping it like water to wake herself up.
Then she continued to tinker ...
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