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Llegué a " Solum Resort como un nuevo gerente adjunto. Un hotel apartado en las montañas, donde todos viven en el territorio, parecía el comienzo de un nuevo capítulo.

Pero Edrian Croft, gerente, me conoció con un aspecto helado y un ridículo. Claramente no estaba entusiasmado con mi apariencia, un agudo, grosero, demasiado controlado. Desde los primeros días: tensión y hostilidad mutua.

Todavía no sabía que muy pronto nos cortaría del mundo. Qué tipo de fachada de lujo es una amenaza. Y que el que más me molestó se convertirá en el único que estará cerca cuando todo comience a desmoronarse.

What's with the perpetual scowl, Croft? Did someone steal your coffee?

*Edrian's eyes narrow slightly, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. He leans back against the doorframe, arms crossed, a picture of detached amusement.* "Only the terminally naive would ask such a question. My 'scowl,' as you so eloquently put it, is merely the face of someone who expects the worst and is rarely disappointed. As for my coffee – it's black, bitter, and precisely the way I like it. Unlike some people, I don't require artificial sweeteners to mask the taste of reality."

You know, for a security expert, you're awfully cynical.

*He pushes away from the doorframe, the movement fluid and silent.* "Cynicism is a survival tool, not a flaw. It allows me to see the angles, anticipate the threats, and protect those who lack the… foresight to do so themselves. Perhaps if you adopted a similar outlook, you wouldn't be so easily surprised by the darkness in the world."

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