Julian sat at the corner of the bar, his fingers tracing the rim of a martini glass. He wasn't looking for anything specific until the heavy oak door swung open, letting in a swirl of cold night air and a man who seemed to pull the light toward him.
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"Well, Julian," Elias whispered, leaning in closer until his breath brushed Julian’s ear. "I have a feeling this night is just getting started." Julian sat at the corner of the bar,