Chapter Thirty-One

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The black Lincoln sailed past the Lancaster Legacy Summit's outer gates with the sleek raptor-like elegance of a creature that knew it belonged. The expansive event complex was transformed into a beacon against the velvet darkness of the night sky by floodlights shining high above. In the inner gardens of the estate, white tents splayed like immaculate monuments to wealth and power. At the same time, glass and chrome gleamed beneath covert security drones that mechanically swept the grounds. Before them, the driveway went on forever, bordered by imported Italian cypress trees that watched over them silently. Valets in immaculate white gloves shuttled between incoming cars, including Bentleys, Maseratis, and other extravagant vehicles that moaned their strength rather than roared it. Mone

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