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• The black car slowed to a stop in front of a grand mansion with classic American architecture, surrounded by white marble pillars and a meticulously maintained flower garden. A wrought iron gate bearing the initial “P” stood tall, guarding the wealth and history that lay within.
• Edward killed the engine and glanced toward Elena sitting in the passenger seat.
• She didn’t move. Her eyes were fixed on the towering building before her, hazel eyes scanning each column, every high window and ornate balcony, as if hoping to find something familiar.