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Chapter Thirteen

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Rhen filled two glasses with water from the pitcher that resided on the filing cabinet—an old late night pack‑administration habit—and wordlessly placed one before me.

“The meeting in seven days,” he said carefully.

“Yes. ”

“If Rokan thinks Mara has the documents—”

“He’s not walking nto that meeting to negotiate,” I said. “He’s walking in to see how much she knows and how soon he has to move.”

“Which means the meeting is a vulnerability, not an opportunity.”

“For him. That’s why he agreed to i
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