The Shiva Objective

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Nina Osseni entered the luxurious lobby from the street, feeling immediately refreshed by the blast of cool air. She pushed her sunglasses up into the sleek curls of her jet-black hair, while her long, golden-tanned legs moved swiftly, cat-like, her Italian leather high-heeled sandals barely making a sound on the polished marble floors. She wore an ostentatiously bright red sundress, cut low to hint at her ample chest, while her eyes — the color of her subtle emerald earrings — flashed left and right, taking in everything, sizing up the hotel staff and guests, determining who might become a threat.

She ignored the elegant tapestries, gold-trimmed walls and the small party of well-dressed high-rollers at the front desk. The bubbling fountains likewise made no impression on her as she headed toward the private elevator, following the strides of a massively-built man wearing a white turban and sporting a spindly black beard.

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