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It was the receptionist.
She looked... miserable. Not angry—just tired. And maybe a little guilty.
Behind him, the crowd kept cheering Ardin like he just invented charity. Meanwhile, Finn and his band of misfits stood awkwardly in front of the counter—right where the chaos began.
The receptionist sighed, rubbing her temples. "Look... I’m sorry for selling you guys short."
"No shit!" Finn barked. "He stole my money and—" He paused, really looked at her. Saw ...
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