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CHAPTER 106

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Aurelio Valtieri understood the truth before it was spoken.

The Devereaux estate had not gone dark.

The estate had been emptied.

He stood at the long obsidian table in the inner council chamber, fingertips resting against cool polished stone, dark eyes fixed on a single unmoving screen. The surveillance feed showed a courtyard washed in morning light.

No guards or any vehicles.

There is no movement within the complex.

The absence pressed louder than any alarm ever could.

“No forced entry.” Aure
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