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Chapter 33: Victor Kane's First Move

Autor: Kim castro
last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-05 14:40:02

He sent me a gift. A very expensive, very threatening gift.

It arrived on a Tuesday morning, which I had come to understand was Victor Kane's preferred day for things he wanted to appear casual. Tuesday suggested midweek efficiency, something dispatched between meetings, an afterthought. Nothing that arrived on a Tuesday from Victor Kane was an afterthought. Everything he did was considered in the specific, architectural way of a man who understood that the appearance of casualness was itself a
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