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In true form, Lauren arrived at the hotel five minutes before she’d been told to be there. As she stepped into the entrance to the restaurant she looked around but didn’t see the Handler.

The restaurant looked as it had several years back, when she’d been summoned here to discuss her first engagement with Hannover.

The bar off to the left, tables to the right. Each of the dining tables with white linen and white tulips in the centre. The staff all smartly dressed with formal shirts a...

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