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Chapter 71: The Silent Architect
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2026-05-22 21:19:55POV: Gareth Hamilton
The text message from Claire was a jagged shard of glass embedded in my mind. Even now, as I locked the heavy, reinforced door of The Node, the words refused to dissolve.
“There is a very urgent family matter.”
It was a clinical sentence, stripped of emotion, yet I could see the tremors between the characters. I knew her well enough to recognize the difference between a genuine emergency and t
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