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Chapter Twenty-Two — The Ghost Protocol
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"Ready," he said.Julian stood by the edge of the iron bedframe, his fingers hooked into the wool fabric of his grey jacket. He had gotten himself upright without assistance, his spine locked into a vertical stance that forced his chest into shallow, clinical inhalations. The white gauze dressings beneath his shirt were invisible now, but the line of his jaw was taut, the muscle bunched where he was absorbing the dull, mechanical ache of his lateral ribs against the simple act of standing.Elena didn't reach out to steady him. Her eyes tracked the alignment of his shoulders against the concrete shadow — the specific quality of a body that was upright on its own terms and would remain so unless the terms changed. She adjusted the canvas strap of the auxiliary pack over her left shoulder, the jumper cable coiled against her hip, its multi-pin connector clicking softly against her belt with each small movement.Across the room, Arthur pulled the laboratory straps over his arms, lifting o
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