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... ng stone fell silent.
Sekhmet stood behind the desk, one hand resting near the ledgers, the other still faintly tense from the pressure of gripping the stone. Morning light cut across the room in pale gold lines, but the warmth did not reach his thoughts.
Iron House was moving.
Not just through petty mockery. Not just through rumors.
They were building a stage trap for the auction.
A public failure. A scandal. Panic. Blood.
Something meant to poiso ...
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