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Elias paused. Everyone in Oakhaven knew who he was. Julian Thorne had left three years ago under a cloud of shattered glass and unpaid debts. He was the human equivalent of a winter storm—beautiful, sharp, and capable of freezing everything in his path.
"I don't sweat," he said, stepping toward the counter. He ignored Elias entirely. "I’m here for the ledger, Maya. The one my father left in your basement."
"Maya," he said. His voice was a low hum that seemed to drop the room's temperature by another ten degrees. [S1E2] Hot Summer, Cold Vibes
Should the next scene take place at the or the abandoned Thorne estate ?
"Is that a threat?" Elias asked, finally sliding a hand toward the heavy brass paperweight on his desk. Elias paused
"It’s the caffeine and the dread," Maya replied. "He’s coming back today."
The bell above the door chimed. The humid air of the street tried to rush in, but it was cut short as the door clicked shut. He was the human equivalent of a winter
"Julian," she countered, her posture stiffening. "The prodigal son returns to sweat with the rest of us?"