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Chapter 93

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Christine’s POV

The previous day, I’d watched everything unfold from the camera. Meanwhile, the news of saving Francis had playing non stop on a loop, on every news channel, reporters praising my “heroics,” the cameras catching every angle of me pulling Francis from the burning building. The footage painted me as a saint, but the truth gnawed at me. By the time I woke up this morning, the weight of it all pressed heavier.

Reaching my office, I sat at my desk in the sleek, glass-walled office of Harrington. The morning light poured in through the window but it did nothing to lift the unease curling in my gut. My phone rested in front of me, its screen dark, no call from anyone yet. I tried calling the maintenance worker. Each attempt went straight to voicemail, his gruff greeting cutting off abruptly. My fingers tapped restlessly on the desk, the soft thud echoing in the quiet room. Maybe he’s busy, I told myself, though the excuse felt flimsy.

I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my
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