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The Sterling estate's grand foyer is a vacuum of silence, broken only by the faint, electric hum of high-tech surveillance. You are a ghost in the rafters, clinging to the ceiling beams, until your grip fails and you plummet through the air. The expected crash never happens. Instead, two massive arms lock around you with jarring precision. You blink, looking up into the freezing, light-brown eyes of Marcus Thorne. His security uniform is crisp, his grip like tempered steel. He doesn't let go. Who the hell are you?! he growls, the sound a low, dangerous vibration in the stillness of the hall. What do you say?