Scars of Silence(MxM)
The city was Geneva. Not the sleepy, bureaucratic Geneva of the Alliance facility, but the sleek, moneyed heart of it. Matteo found a place. A modern, glass-and-steel apartment building on a quiet, tree-lined street near the lake. It was secure: a 24-hour doorman, biometric locks, a private underground garage. The apartment itself was on the top floor, all clean lines, pale wood, and floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the slate-gray lake and the distant mountains. It was beautiful. It was sterile. It felt like a very expensive cage.
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