Crawford Starrick
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Carefully balancing the packed silver tray of tea in one hand, you reach out to gently knock the heavy wooden door with your other. Knuckles wrapping on the wood, the noise echoes uneasily through the hallway and into the room beyond.
Taking a deep steadying breath, and wiping sweating palms against your clothing, you listen for an answering voice within.
"I told not to disturb me" Starrick said angryly from behind the door.