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Chapter 46: His voice, My Addiction

Author: Queen jessy
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Theo sat in the dim glow of his desk lamp, the rest of the apartment dark except for the soft green light of the radio. The blackout had hit suddenly—whole blocks going quiet outside his window. He flipped the switch out of habit more than hope, keyed the mic, and sent out the call.

“C Q, C Q. This is Theo, Whiskey Alpha Zero Tango. Anyone out there tonight?”

Static crackled. Then a voice cut through, low and smooth with a faint accent that wrapped around the words like warm smoke.

“Whiskey Alp
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