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It was uncharacteristic of him to feel so uncertain. They had mounted the stairs to a small terrace, keeping silent and watching out for a possible danger. A deep forest stretched out to the horizon but in front of them a building rose above the trees, an old dilapidated concrete building, scared with smoke, apparently deserted. Napoleon Solo clenched his teeth. At least it would turn out to be a familiar territory, a villains' den.

His partner knitted his brows and bent over a rocky ledge. “There is a path down below.” He stepped nimbly over the rocks and disappeared.

 

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