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The Ally in the Dark.

作者: Preshy
last update 公開日: 2026-04-15 18:49:06

~ Adrian ~

I sat in the corner booth of 'The Rusty Hull'. This bar was a relic of the old city. It was a place where the floorboards groaned under the weight of secrets, and the air smelled of stale hops and wet wood. I liked it here because the Moore family’s influence felt thin. Most people in this room didn't care about stock prices or corporate mergers. I checked my watch for the fourth time in ten minutes. Amara was late. That wasn't like her. The woman I had watched for months was many t
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