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Chapter 165: The Sovereign Audit

Author: Nora vale
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Chapter 165: The Sovereign Audit

The iron elevator groaned as it dropped into the cliffside shaft, its steel cables humming with a vibration. Julian stood still in the cage, a wall of hostility. The yellow emergency lights flickered across his features casting deep shadows on his jaw and mouth. He wore a tactical jacket that fit his massive shoulders and hands in his pockets. A calm scary posture.

Beside him Marcus monitored the receiver, his face a mask of discipline. "The steam pressure from
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