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Chapter 25

Author: Josh OA
last update publish date: 2026-03-27 16:53:29

POV: Nora

I called Elias back within the hour.

Not because of the kiss, I told myself. Because of the message. Because someone had been watching the lobby and had footage and was now holding it as a threat, and that was an operational problem that required an immediate response regardless of everything else.

He picked up on the first ring.

"I got a message," I said. "Someone has lobby footage."

Silence for two seconds. "Forward it to me."

I did. He called back four minutes later. "The cam
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