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... the sun sink behind the New York City skyline. The light was fading fast, orange and gold bleeding between the buildings.
“Is it to your liking, Mr. Rooke?”
He turned. The salesperson waited a respectful distance away, hands clasped behind his back.
A notification flashed across Alexander’s vision. Incoming call from Talia.
He held up a finger. “Excuse me. I need to take this.”
“Of course, sir.”
Alexander accepted the call. “Hey, Talia.”
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