The rain in Sector 4 didn’t wash things clean; it just made the grime slicker. It drummed a relentless, rhythmic beat against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, a stark contrast to the silence inside the room.
He stepped into the elevator. As the doors slid shut, he saw Julian frantically typing on the holographic interface, trying to lock him down. fityoungmen exclusive
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