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Chapter Seventy-three – Two Escapes, One Maze

Author: Mercy V.
last update publish date: 2026-08-25 17:42:36

The building on West 19th looks dull from the street.

Mid‑rise glass and stone, anonymous logo over the revolving doors, a bored night guard at the lobby desk flipping through his phone.

On paper, it’s as forgettable as Valen meant it to be.

From the alley, it looks different.

Service entrances.

Loading bays.

Utility access.

That’s where Damian and Adrian’s team comes in.

***

“Positions,” Adrian murmurs into his comm.

They’re stacked by the rear service door—Damian, Adrian, Leo, and four of Adr
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