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... ad moved his work to a bright corner office overlooking the gardens, a place designed for county paperwork rather than state councils. His laptop was open, e-mails and draft statements spilling across the screen. A stack of folders waited by his elbow, Trevor’s crest stamped on each. The faint pulse of heat that hadn’t yet broken lay like a low thrum under his skin, making the room feel warmer than it was.
He rubbed his temple, trying to focus on a reply to a minister’s message, when a s ...
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