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Chapter 20

Author: Josh OA
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 21:53:43

POV: Nora

The anonymous text had been the push Elias needed.

He'd been tracking Jade peripherally since the gala, building a file the same way he built all his files, patiently, from the outside in. But the bruises I'd described and the text that followed moved her from background to active. Someone else was watching Jade. Someone who thought she needed help and believed I was the right person to provide it.

Elias made the call two days later. "We're going in."

Jade's building had a doorman who
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