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Ch-131: Cookies

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Miley's POV

I stayed close to Tulio as Nico dialed his phone again, the low hum of his tone reminding me that he was already calculating the next move, even as I wrestled with the fear coiling in my chest. Tulio had finally settled against the pillows, small arms clutching at my shirt, eyes half-lidded but still restless. He muttered something about the cookies again, but it was indistinct, half-dream, half-memory.

Nico’s phone buzzed with a call back. He answered curtly, his voice shifting to the sharp edge I knew meant business. I tried not to listen too closely, but the words reached me anyway, laced with that lethal calm he always carried.

“Yes… yes, what do you have?” His eyes sharpened, scanning Tulio and the room as if nothing could escape him. “Where? Show me everything.” He listened, nodding slowly. Then he spoke again, this time his voice low and lethal. “She was spotted… near the bakeries on Church Street… yes, multiple times over the past few days. Good. Keep tracking, do
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