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CHAPTER 20: THE APEX

Auteur: Charles Hegan
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-18 22:48:41

The Guardian Building lobby glows green and gold around me, every wall and pillar covered in Pewabic tile that snatches the thin November light and breaks it into glittering shards. I stand on the marble floor with my coat wrapped tight and my heart beating in my throat like a trapped bird.

Elara Vance occupies a bench near the fountain. She looks gentler than I imagined. Older. Her blonde hair is drawn back in a plain knot. Her suit is elegant but quiet. She looks like a woman who has been sit
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