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Chapter 49: The Last Trace

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Adrian’s POV

The GPS ping on my tablet was a steady, mocking heartbeat. It was moving through the Lincoln Tunnel, a tiny red dot representing the woman who had just dismantled my world with a four-word text.

I’m gone. Don't look.

"Faster, Miller," I said, my voice barely a whisper. I didn't recognize it. It sounded like the wind blowing through a tomb.

The Maybach tore through the midtown traffic,

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