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Alistair led the group to the conference room in the city’s administration building. Gabrielle caught an expression of surprise from Wyatt out of the corner of her eye, and she guessed he hadn’t realized he’d walked right by the door when he’d been in the admin building earlier. The walls were painted a soft, pastel blue… very close to the shade of a cloudless sky. A massive piece made from cherry and stained to perfection, the glass-topped, circular conference table dominated the room. It was so large that twenty chairs could surround it without making the room feel cramped.
Gabrielle went to her customary seat, and Wyatt sat beside her. Buddy sat as far from Wyatt as he could manage and still be grouped with the locals. She wanted to snicker and needle him about it but cared more abo
