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Chapter 139: The Absolute Perimeter

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Sloane's POV

By three o'clock in the morning, the atmospheric density over the capital dropped into the quiet, pristine chill of the late pre-dawn hours. Inside the penthouse suite, the central environmental controls maintained an unyielding eighteen degrees Celsius, completely isolating our sanctuary from the damp, heavy night air outside.

I stood beside the obsidian podium in a gown of deep gunmetal silk, tailored with razor-sharp lapels that caught the cool silver luminescence of the Zenith
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