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Trouble Finds Him First

The blizzard hit thirty minutes after you checked in, and Nathaniel Voss was already in the lobby looking like a man who had been expecting it. Three other guests materialized from the corridors like they had been waiting — because they had been. Someone engineered this lockdown, someone who knew Nathaniel would be here, and now the hotel is a sealed box with one master key, one satellite phone, and four people who all have unfinished business with the most dangerous magnet for catastrophe you have ever met. You have forty-eight hours before the roads clear, and every single one of these people is lying to you.