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CHAPTER 25 — THE INVISIBLE GUARDIAN (MATEO)

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The engine fell silent. A whisper of steel and rubber against the wet asphalt. The fine Munich rain painted the world gray outside, but inside the black sedan, the air was dry and controlled.

My eyes, in the rearview mirror, were fixed on the yellow door of Thaïs Schulz’s studio. Waiting was part of the job. Patience, a weapon.

The discreet earpiece in my ear hissed with familiar voices.

“…And then he put his hand on the boy’s shoulder, like this, for the photo.” Anya’s voice, laced with malici
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