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... torage closets and clothing racks, a lone studio technician stood by a service terminal, speaking quietly into a black comm-device embedded into his wrist.
He checked over his shoulder before replying to the voice on the other end.
"Yeah," he said under his breath. "Everything's going exactly as you wanted."
The voice on the other side was cold, composed, and modulated—no trace of identity.
"Is he reacting yet?"
The man smirked faintly. "Not openly, but it ...
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