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Chapter 10
Author: Ace Wolf
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THE EXECUTIVE HOUSE

Scott stood at the massive iron-gated entrance of the Executive House, the weight of a thousand assumptions pressing down on him from the armed guards flanking the doorway.

Inside, the presidential dinner was minutes from starting. The soft echo of music and clinking glasses was already drifting through the hallway.

But outside, Scott remained still—calm—his shoulders squared, his jaw locked.

And blocked.

“Sir, we’ve told you already,” one of the guards said, stepping forward with visible irritation. “This is a closed event. Invite only. No strays.”

Another guard scoffed, arms folded across his chest. “You’ve got some nerve even standing here, looking like that. What, did you mistake this place for a soup kitchen?”

Scott opened his mouth to speak, but the first guard cut him off with a laugh. “Listen, you’re lucky we haven’t thrown you into holding. If you weren’t looking like you hadn’t had a decent meal in weeks, I’d swear you were here to rob someone.”

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