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... e Lotus Triad's private room was extremely thick, and the light from the chandelier only seemed to
be pointing at the barrels of ten rifles and pistols aimed at Darren and Rachel.
The faint floral scent, like rotting lotus blossoms, clung to every breath, heavy with the weight of danger.
Even with the guns pointed at him, Darren stood tall, his wrists still bound in cuffs, the cold wallet pressed against his chest inside his tux.
His face was a mask of calm, his e ...
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