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Chapter Twenty Three: Talia Goes On Record

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-03 15:29:27

"Don't go outside."

I hadn't moved from the window.

He arrived twenty minutes later with Rhys and two men I didn't recognise who spoke to each other quietly and positioned themselves along the street with the practiced efficiency of people who had done this many times before in many different cities. The journalists watched them arrive and photographed that too.

Cyrus came inside.

He stood in my kitchen with his coat still on and his phone in his hand and told me what he knew. The leak had come
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