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Room 314

Auteur: Cynthia James
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-10 17:55:39

The old Crown Meridian building looked nothing like Daniella had imagined.

It stood at the end of a narrow street surrounded by newer buildings, its stone exterior darkened by years of rain and neglect. Most of the windows were covered with metal shutters, and a faded sign above the entrance was barely readable.

CROWN MERIDIAN HOLDINGS.

Daniella stared at it from inside the car.

“This place has been abandoned for years,” Christian said.

“Not completely.”

She pointed toward the side of the build
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