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Chapter 129: Shadows Over SoHo
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06.06.2026 09:07:08POV: Claire Desmond
The phone screen in my hand slowly faded to black.
It left nothing but my own pale, hollow reflection staring back from the cold glass. The silence inside the Honda Civic was sudden and absolute, yet it felt heavy—as if Camille’s desperate sobbing on the other end had sucked every last molecule of oxygen out of the car.
My fingers tightened around the steering wheel. My knuckles were white, the
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