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Chapter Twenty-Three: The Confession Before the Fall

Author: 𝓧𝓸.𝓫𝓲𝓫𝓸🍒
last update Last Updated: 2026-03-02 21:45:11

The black car had been there for thirty-seven minutes.

Lucas saw it first.

Third night in a row. Same position. Same tinted windows. Engine off.

Waiting.

Amara didn’t look surprised.

“She’s not trying to scare me anymore,” she said quietly.

“She’s measuring.”

Lucas’s jaw flexed. “For what?”

“Response time.”

At 11:14 p.m., the building lights flickered.

Not a full outage.

Just enough.

Security monitors glitched.

Lucas was already moving toward the door.

Amara grabbed his arm.

“Don’t rush blind.”
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