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A sleek black car rolled quietly across the secluded estate and stopped in front of the tall silver gates. The chauffeur did not need to honk. The gates slowly opened on their own.
The car drove in and stopped before the grand mansion. After a moment, the back door opened and a man stepped out.
He looked to be in his fifties. His dark hair was streaked lightly with grey, but his posture was straight and unbending. His face carried no warmth, only distance. His golden eyes looked empty, almost lifeless.
Like someone who had stopped feeling a long time ago.
He adjusted his coat and walked toward the entrance.
The mansion doors opened before he reached them.
"Thank goodness you're back, Warrick," Moxie said quickly as she hurried toward him with the butler beside her.
