The champagne was cold, the music was loud, and Alexander Sterling...

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The champagne was cold, the music was loud, and Alexander Sterling was pretending not to watch the door.

It was the third Saturday of October, which meant the party was already in full swing by nine o'clock. The band had moved from waltzes to Charleston, from polite restraint to something that made the women laugh and the men drink faster. The chandeliers threw light across the room like scattered coins, and somewhere in the kitchen, a servant was struggling with a cake that had seven tiers and...

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