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Chapter Eighteen: Someone is watching

Author: Dillion
last update publish date: 2026-05-28 16:31:46

POV: Vivienne

The photographs arrived in a folder at eleven in the morning. I was at my desk with coffee and the financial pages when the notification came through. I closed the newspaper, opened the laptop, and clicked into the folder with the methodical attention I gave everything that arrived from my sources. No rushing. No skipping ahead. You looked at information in sequence or you missed the things that mattered.

Forty-seven photographs, Twelve days of coverage. I went through them one by
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