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Chapter Nine

last update Date de publication: 2025-11-29 13:12:49

Elena's POV

My phone buzzing on the nightstand startles me awake. I open one eye to glance at the screen. It's a link to a bookmarked industry news site. My stomach twists at the headline: "Underground Report: Blackwood Industries Targeted by Sabotage."

My heart begins to race. I click on the link. The article is short but disturbing. It quotes a company source as stating that there has been a conspiracy to sabotage Blackwood's imminent product launch. It refers to "erroneous materials," "perpl
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