A massive Pacific atmospheric river storm slammed into the Big Sur coastline that evening, battering the cliffs with eighty-mile-per-hour winds and torrential rain. Thunder rattled the structural glass walls of the mansion, and at nine o'clock, the main electrical grid failed with a loud crack of lightning, plunging the estate into deep darkness. Only the warm, flickering amber glow of the suspended steel fireplace illuminated the sunken living pavilion. Clara…
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