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Montgomery
Inside, there was no one to be seen. Not even behind the front desk. Angela pressed the small bell on the counter, whereupon an old, small man appeared from the room behind it. ”Good morning, ma’am. What can I help you with?”, the old man asked in a slightly shaky voice. ”I’m here to see Vincent Montgomery,” Angela said firmly. But the man looked at her dazedly.
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