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CHAPTER 67 — MISSING RECIPIENTS

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Sera reduced the circle again after Wen's defection, down to four now who knew anything beyond what their own duties required: herself, Marcus, Priya, and Grace, whose loyalty had been tested hard enough by now that Sera trusted the shape of it more than she trusted almost anyone else's.

"We need eyes inside his aid network," she told them, three nights after the note had been left on her desk. "Not another meeting over tea. I want to know who he's actually giving supplies to, and why."

"You th
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