You have five minutes to bring Sienna back

Vaughan hauled Zane’s dead weight through the threshold of the penthouse, the sharp scent of stale alcohol clinging to his best friend’s designer suit. He dragged the stumbling man across the polished hardwood floors and dumped him unceremoniously onto the expansive Italian leather sofa. Zane groaned, throwing an arm over his face to shield his eyes from the muted overhead lighting.

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