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chapter 6

Author: Eric Nicole
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-03-10 18:18:21

The clock on the warehouse wall ticked past midnight.

Brianna hadn't moved from Dawson's chair in three hours. The glass office felt like a cage. Below, the warehouse sat empty and dark. Just security lights and shadows.

She kept staring at the safe.

The photos were still inside. The Governor's face. Her mother's smile. The word TARGET burned into her brain like a brand.

Her phone screen glowed. 12:48 a.m.

Twelve minutes until Dawson came back. Unless he didn't. Unless leaving her here all nigh
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