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6The plush reception featured a sweeping mahogany reception desk with foot-high letters proclaiming ’Zobrist’. Armchairs were arranged tastefully about coffee tables. The carpeting was rich, a grand chandelier cascaded from a vaulted ceiling which itself was adorned by paintings that could have decorated a cathedral. The walls were marble with gilded cornices; scones on the pillars, emitting soft light, rounded off the aesthetics.
There were ten uniformed staff in the reception, pleasant expressions upon their faces as if being cloistered inside a mountain was the best thing to happen to them. It took an effort to determine that four were security guards.
Concealed cameras watched every move.
Viani followed Sofia to a pair of wooden doors. She produced a gold key, unlocked the door t
