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Chapter 76: The Table

Author: Alexis389
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The sound from the service corridor felt wrong.

Killian was already on his feet when the first man came through the side door. He was not one of ours. A second figure followed behind him. The private room that had felt controlled a moment earlier turned into pure motion.

Gunfire erupted from the direction of the service corridor. People moved. Chairs scraped. Someone shouted an order. Dante’s voice cut across the table, sharp and immediate. Chairs scraped. Weapons cleared. Father was pulled s
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