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مؤلف: Samantha Moose
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Jenny POV

I parked the car and stepped out, gripping the thick stack of case files. My palms were damp with sweat.

The “Northwood case” folder Lucas had put together felt heavy in my arms—like it was packed with something volatile, ready to go off at any moment. I took a steadying breath and pushed open the solid mahogany door.

The living room was bathed in warm light—too warm, almost artificial.

Anna was sitting on the couch, holding a steaming bowl of bird’s nest soup, carefully feeding Lisa
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