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... ut. He exhaled once, sharp and deliberate, before turning on his heel and crossing to his own rooms, the ones Victor had outfitted for him without asking.
The desk was waiting as always, neat to the point of insult: his notes in stacks, his pens aligned, and the computer humming softly in standby. And on the corner of the desk lay the phone Ashwin had returned to him yesterday.
Not his real phone, but a clone. The second one, Ashwin had called it in his monotone delivery, droning ...
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