The safe house was not just a building. It was a monunt to luxury and power.
A grand edifice that rose majestically against the city skyline, its elegant facade gleaming in the moonlight.
Its architecture was a harmonious blend of classic and modern design, with towering columns and sweeping arches framing vast expanses of glass.
The lush gardens surrounding it were a riot of colors, even under the moon's silver glow, and the soft murmur of a nearby fountain added to its serene ambiance.
Within these opulent surroundings, a clone found Max.
He was an important figure in the city's hierarchy, so it was no surprise that he hid in such a lavish place.
Alexander, the clone that found the place in his feline form, moved unseen around the mansion.
His feline eyes observed Max from the shadows.
With his mission accomplished, Alexander began his stealthy retreat from the mansion.
His destination was the park near Erik's apartnt, as per the young man's instructions.
As Alexander, in his feline guise, slipped through its iron-wrought gates, the familiar aroma of dew-kissed grass and ancient trees filled his senses.
As Alexander inched closer to the radius of Erik's telepathic power, he felt an almost imdiate connection, like a switch being flipped on.
Erik's thoughts, as familiar to him as his own, echoed in his mind.
Erik's telepathic voice reverberated within the confines of his mind, a hint of impatience subtly woven into his ntal tone.
Erik said.
Alexander said, his thoughts as clear and decisive as a crystal stream.
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