The man who was sitting in the center had a frown on his face as his cold gaze stared ahead at the three women in front of him. They were neither tall nor short—about the same height as Janet—except the scent they carried was suffocating.
He turned on the air ventilation then stood up with an outstretched hand. “Mason Lowry!”
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