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Chapter 27: Isabella's True Face

Author: Rarejewel
last update publish date: 2026-02-28 23:58:21

Isabella came home at three thirty to find Roman in the sitting room with no lights on, and the notebook closed on the coffee table in front of him.

She set her bag down. Looked at him. Looked at the notebook. "What is that?"

"Sit down," he said.

She sat across from him with the careful posture of someone who had walked into a room and understood immediately that something in it had shifted.

He told her everything. The Garrett meeting that morning. The Harlan Group and the three jurisdictions a
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