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At the bottom, she found a room that hadn’t been touched since the 1930s: wood-paneled walls, an old poker table, empty whiskey bottles, a bar. And on the far side, a safe—not a modern one, but a monstrous iron beast bolted into the wall, its dial worn from decades of use.
Next to it, a small filing cabinet toppled continue reading …
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