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Chapter 81.2 : Fragments

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Chapter 81.2 : Fragments

Liora's POV

Liora spotted the tail at nine AM.

She didn’t see the man directly, but she felt the shift the moment she stepped outside for coffee. The corner of the street had gone too still, the kind of deliberate calm that only comes from someone trying hard to blend in.

Years of constant vigilance had sharpened her instincts. She knew the difference between an empty sidewalk and one that was being watched.

She bought her coffee, returned inside, and settled at her b
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