Chapter 15
Chapter 15
The rain was coming down in relentless, grey sheets, blurring the neon signs outside the window of the St. Regis hotel bar.
Julian Thorne sat alone in a dark leather booth in the back corner, a half-empty glass of Macallan resting on the black marble table in front of him. The bar was
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