Beneath the gothic foundations of Blackwood Hall lay a subterranean fortress of glass, steel, and fiber-optic light. Vivienne walked beside Christian down a spiral staircase of perforated steel, descending fifty feet below the manor's cellars. The cool, damp scent of ancient Victorian stone gradually gave way to the hum of climate-controlled server banks and the sterile, pressurized air of a military operations center. A heavy biometric vault door hissed open…
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