By Benedict Jacka
Alex Verus is a part of an international hidden in undeniable sight, working a magic store in London. And whereas Alex's personal powers aren't as showy as a few mages, he does have the good thing about foreseeing the potential future--allowing him to drag off operations that experience a million-to-one-chance of good fortune.
But whilst Alex is approached by way of a number of factions to crack open a relic from a long-ago mage conflict, he is aware that whatever's inside of has to be past robust. and due to his talents, Alex can are expecting that through taking the task, his odds of survival are approximately to move from narrow to none...
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This day just kept getting better. My office is in a building in midtown. It isn舗t much of a building, but it still looked too good for me that day. I got a glare from the aging security guard downstairs and felt lucky that he recognized me from previous encounters. A new guy probably would have given me the bum舗s rush without blinking. I nodded at the guard and smiled and tried to look businesslike. Heh. I walked past the elevator on my way to the stairs. There was a sign on it that said it was under repair.