RAVEN'S TRILOGY FIRST INSTALLMENT: BLACK AND BROWN RAVENS

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❃*✶BROWN RAVENS✶*❃
*❃EXCERPT❃*
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When Mirage passed room four, he picked up a familiar feeling. One he couldn’t forget if he tried.

He stopped and inhaled a deep whiff of vanilla and rich leather. The same fragrances he’d caught outside the silent suite.

He turned in a circle, but no one was there.

Where are you?

His heart rate increased…again. It was an unfamiliar sensation as not much got him excited anymore.

It felt a bit odd but not unwelcome.

The doctor in him always relished a good enigma.

He stood outside suite two and took a couple of calming breaths to regulate his pulse. It was imperative he retain a stoic façade so no one knew he was adjusting the levels of his serums.

Mirage opened the door without knocking.

There were three men in the room. He recognized the one in the too-expensive suit.

The other man sitting at the long conference table eyed him with intrigue as he shuffled through the two files in front of him.

Mirage ignored them both. He was more focused on the man with his back to him at the other end of the room, staring out the floor-to-ceiling window.

His presence seemed to fill the room.

There was an air of mystery and importance about him.

His posture was rigid, his silhouette outlined against the soft glow of the afternoon sun filtering through the glass.

Mirage was stunned by the stranger’s broad back and wide shoulders. He was clad in a stylish, chestnut-colored trench with an oversized hood that cast a shadow over half his face.