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Chapter twenty five

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Chapter 25

Lumiere's POV

The stone panel blew inward with a sharp crack, sending pieces of rock across the floor.

Thick white smoke curled through the opening, stinging my eyes and carrying the smell of gunpowder and burning rubber.

My fingers tightened around the cold handle of the knife Mikael had pressed into my palm.

For ten years, I had built my entire life around one simple story.

I was an orphan who had survived a tragic fire. A baker who kneaded dough in the quiet mornings of Helsinki.
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