The transition from aristocratic sanctuary to armed citadel was swift, quiet, and terrifyingly efficient. Mrs. Gable moved through the upper galleries with a ring of heavy brass keys, bolting the interior iron security grilles that closed off the residential suites from the main hall. In the courtyard below, heavy armored shutters made of hardened steel slid down over the ground-floor windows with a series of hydraulic thuds that echoed off…
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