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... e house wasn’t an apartment.
It wasn’t a hideout.
It was a statement.
Hidden in the cavernous sub-basement of a derelict textile factory, it was a high-tech island in a sea of urban decay.
The main door, a slab of reinforced, soundproofed steel, hissed open to reveal a space that was less a hideout and more a mission control center.
Banks of humming servers lined one wall, their blinking lights reflecting in the polished concrete floor.
A large, ho ...
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