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It was nearly the end of the workday when Everett Luminar hailed a taxi and headed straight for The Elysian Retreat. The company was quite a distance from The Elysian Retreat. Halfway there, the taxi got caught in the evening rush hour traffic. At that moment, Sarah Thompson called. Everett answered and informed her about the traffic delay, mentioning it would take him some more time to reach The Elysian Retreat, then hung up. Sarah was already in a private room at The Elysian Retreat, surrounded by over a dozen people at a large circular dining table. "Is he coming or not?" a man next to Sarah asked. He was Michael Jones, the organizer of this high school reunion. "Why are you so concerned about Everett?" a woman teased Michael. "You chased after Sarah back in the day, and she h