[…] you've no stealthy means of approach.
Clara weeps; Dr Vaughan keeps her eyes fixed firmly on her mug. Edward sits still, his mask ever-grimacing. Everyone at the table looks miserable. […]
You have two choices to approach your adversary Poor Edward.
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Unlocked with Ambition: Light Fingers! 60-63
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