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183. Just the Connection is Never Enough

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 06.03.2026 23:50:03
Blake's POV:

Then switched to Liam.

Typed: Your brother is not with someone bad. So take a chill pill. We will talk about this later on. But relax.

Sent that too.

Then I sat there for a moment looking at the phone in my hand and then I dialed Alex.

It rang twice.

"Blake." His voice was quiet. Not sleepy. He had not been sleeping either.

"I am back at my dorm," I said. "I tracked Leo's direction. It led me to the outer grounds." I paused. "I ended up outside the safe house."

A beat of silence on
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