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Chapter 21

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last update Date de publication: 2026-05-14 16:52:50

Chris POV

I didn't dream often.

This was a function of training rather than psychology — the Monkey Group had been very deliberate about sleep conditioning, understanding that an operative who dreamed was an operative whose unconscious mind was processing things that should have been filed and closed. They had techniques for it. Methods of mental architecture that pushed the processing down into something quieter and more manageable than dreams.

The techniques had worked for nine years.

They st
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  • Married to the untouchable mafia lord    Chapter 20 MATT'S RESPONSE

    Chris POVHe was gone for four hours.I knew the duration precisely because I had been counting — not obsessively, just the automatic interval-tracking of a person with nothing to do but sit in a window seat and watch a grey garden and wait for the specific atmospheric shift that meant Matt Davis had returned to his house.It happened at two in the afternoon.The shift.The gravity coming back.Damon came to my door twenty minutes after.He didn't knock — Damon never knocked, knocking implied a social contract he had apparently decided didn't apply to his interactions with me — he simply opened the door and stood in the frame and said:"Mr. Davis wants you at the east window. Third floor."I looked at him."Now," he said.The third floor east window was in a room I hadn't been in before — a narrow, functional space that felt like an observation point rather than a room anyone used for anything else. One chair. One window. No other furniture. The window faced the front approach to the

  • Married to the untouchable mafia lord    Chapter 19 THE MONKEY GROUP'S MARK

    Chris POVI read the full documentation on a Saturday morning.Matt left the tablet on the window seat before I woke — I found it there when I came back from the bathroom, screen dark, sitting on top of the book I had been reading with the quiet deliberateness of something placed rather than forgotten. No note. No instruction. Just the tablet and the decision about what to do with it returned to me entirely.I picked it up.I sat in the window seat with the morning garden outside still grey and I opened the back section of the file and I read.I will not recount it in detail.Not because the detail wasn't there — it was all there, documented with the clinical thoroughness of people who understood that an undocumented process was an unrepeatable one and repeatability was the point. Every stage. Every method. The specific sequence of conditioning techniques applied to a nine-year-old boy who had fought every stage as a problem to be overcome.I read it in the same register I used for ev

  • Married to the untouchable mafia lord    Chapter 18 GHOST STORIES

    Chris POVThe file arrived on a Friday.Not physically — Matt didn't slide a folder across a table or hand me a stack of documents with the casual authority of a man delivering a verdict. It arrived the way most things arrived in this house: through a fact stated plainly in the course of an evening that was otherwise unremarkable.He came in at his usual time.Sat in his chair.Looked at the garden.And said: "I want to show you something."He brought a tablet.Thin, expensive, the kind of device that existed in a different category from the consumer products I had occasionally used in the field. He unlocked it with a print and turned it toward me and set it on the window seat beside me without explanation.I looked at the screen.Then I looked at him.Then I looked at the screen again.It was a file.My file.Not the Monkey Group's internal records — though those were there too, I would find later, folded into the back sections with the specific clinical language of people documentin

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    Chris POVHe came that night earlier than usual.I was still in the garden hour — extended now to two hours since the escape attempt, which I hadn't expected and didn't examine too closely — when Damon appeared at the garden entrance and said "Inside" in the tone that meant it wasn't a suggestion.I followed him in.Matt was in my room.Not in the chair — standing, which was unusual. He stood at the window with his back to the door and his hands clasped behind him and he looked at the garden the way he had looked at it from the outside this morning except from this angle, from inside the glass, the garden looked like something different.Contained.Damon closed the door behind me and I heard his footsteps retreat down the corridor and then it was just the two of us and the room and the grey afternoon light coming through the window Matt was standing at.I stayed near the door.Not because I was planning to use it. Because the room had a specific quality right now — a charge to it, som

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