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Adrian's POV

Monday morning.

Five forty seven.

The train.

I was awake before it.

Amara beside me.

Also awake.

We had both been awake for a while.

Neither of us had said so.

The specific quality of two people lying in the dark before a significant morning.

"Today," she said.

"Yes," I said.

The building around us.

The radiator.

The pigeons beginning.

Noah breathing across the hall.

I thought about the warrants.

About Detective Reyes.

About the federal team.

About Monday morning this is over.

I th
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