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The Man Who Returned

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Adrain POV

By the time I arrive, the estate is already locked down.

Gates sealed. Perimeter doubled. Communications tight and controlled in the way they only are when something has already gone wrong.

I step out of the car before it fully stops.

“What happened?” I ask.

“Breach on the east side,” Damien says, falling into step beside me. “Two intruders. Entry and exit under three minutes.”

“Injuries?”

“Minor. Contained.”

“Lydia?”

“Inside.”

That’s enough.

I don’t slow down as we move t
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