Chapter 071
The estate gate at Tulip Grove looked exactly as he remembered it. Soren stood on the pavement outside in his black jacket and waited, hands in his pockets, posture relaxed. The call had gone through without complications. He had introduced himself as a referral from Paul Mans, stated his intended arrival time, and Philip had accepted the appointment without asking how a stranger had come to have his private number. In Philip's line of work, introductions through existing clients were a standard channel. It would have been stranger to question it. The gate opened after a few minutes. Two guards came out first, moving to either side of the entrance and scanning the street behind Soren with the practiced efficiency of men who did this multiple times a day. They checked the pavement in both
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