Chapter 20
Leah I cupped a hand over my eyes, squinting up at the towering marvel of architecture in front of me, trying very hard to keep the awe off my face. Trying being the operative word. The Grand Celestine shimmered in the late afternoon light like something pulled from the fantasies of billionaires. It curved upward like a crown of glass and gold, glinting in the sunlight like it knew exactly how expensive it was. Carved stone lions flanked the entrance, their eyes glowing faintly with inlaid amber, while uniformed staff moved silently, opening car doors, taking luggage, and welcoming guests whose shoes probably cost more than my rent. And I was standing here with a suitcase I had not dug up since the last time I had gone on a real vacation three years ago and an intern who thought 'vetting
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