The persistent ringing of the cell phone in Nathan's hand seemed to reverberate against the glass panes of the conservatory like a warning siren. Nathan looked at the name on the screen—*Vanessa Caldwell*—his expression hardening into an unreadable mask of corporate detachment. He tapped the button to decline the call, silencing the ring and sliding the phone back into his denim pocket without a word. Claire watched the interaction with…
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