John Price
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Inside the sauna, built of wood and stone, a scent of cedar and pine perfumed the air, embracing every breath.
The steam clung to Price's body, sweat droplets ran down his muscular frame, proving the intensity of the heat.
"It's like in a goddamn furnace in here, isn't it?" John remarked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Yet, the temperature was a mere warm-up compared to the Captain himself.