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CHAPTER 33 — THE VERDICT OF THE CODE (RAPHAËL)

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-04-22 23:32:11

The Arsenal at night was a different place. The darkness of the warehouse was cut only by the cold lights of the monitors and the bluish glow of the server fans. The air smelled of reheated coffee, machine oil, and the electric tension of my own impatience.

In front of me, the DNA sequencer — a device the size of a high-tech toaster — hummed softly. It was processing the two strands of hair that the Shadow had brought. Two strands that could trigger an earthquake in the most powerful — and most
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