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Chapter 321: Three questions and a threat
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... Victor wiped a bead of sweat from his brow, sharing wary glances with a good portion of the attendees.
All eyes were fixed on the young man seated just a few seats shy of the front row in the dimly lit underground auction chamber.
No one could see his face—nor anyone else’s, for that matter—thanks to the enforced anonymity protocols. Still, "young man" was the designation of choice, given the soft, almost childish lilt in his voice.
Sure, voice-altering techniques were c ...
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