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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: THE INTERVIEW THAT LIT A MATCH

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I find the article at six forty in the morning.

Lucian is still asleep. I am on my second coffee at the kitchen island with my laptop open and my phone face-up beside it, running the daily check I have started doing before he wakes, the particular ritual of a woman who has decided she would rather know bad things early than be surprised by them later.

The piece is long. Fifteen hundred words, maybe more. Published overnight in a mid-tier outlet that I know by name because it has a history of ru
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