CHAPTER 67: The card fate dealt him
The study was dimly lit, with shadows stretching across the pristine walls like silent witnesses to the storm raging inside his turbulent mind. His grip on the whiskey glass was so tight, that one might fear the glass might break. The amber liquid inside swirled as though it might offer some semblance of clarity. But tonight—there was no clarity. In fact there hadn’t been any clarity for weeks.
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