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Chapter 19

Author: StarTem
last update publish date: 2026-07-28 20:36:20

Elena made the decision somewhere between three in the morning and dawn.

She lay in the dark listening to Adrian sleep and turned it over carefully until it had a shape she could work with.

She was not going to confront anyone.

Not Marcus.

Not Adrian.

Not Richard.

She was going to investigate quietly, the way she investigated everything that mattered. From the outside in. Building the picture before showing anyone she was building it.

She got up at six, dressed before Adrian woke, and called Ro
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