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hope SHOWERED and used a razor to slice a few errant hairs off his head. He was not naturally bald, but had begun shaving his head as an act of disguise when he’d fled Ukraine. He knew that almost nothing changed a man’s appearance more than hair added or subtracted. After giving himself another injection of his special elixir he strode through his penthouse, reaching the end of a corridor and a built-in cabinet. He twisted in a counterclockwise motion the pull knob on the right-side cabinet door and a piece of wood slid aside, revealing a digital pad. He punched in a four-digit code. There was a click and the cabinet front moved forward on smooth hydraulics. hope passed through, and the door, operating on a motion sensor, automatically closed behind him. It was a nifty piece of craftsman
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