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... again with the same polite expression. Her voice remained steady, her posture unchanged. Watching her work so methodically, one could almost believe she was a machine designed only for this task.
Arthur recognized her immediately.
She was the same receptionist who had handled his previous exchange.
Her long dark hair was tied neatly behind her head, and her sharp eyes missed nothing that passed across the counter. Every motion was clean and practiced.
The line sl ...
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