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Chapter 99: Malder

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Carlino’s POV

The house felt different when I returned. Not quieter. It felt heavier. Like something unseen had settled into the walls. Father and Lina were both gone. Not as if father stayed at home all the time, but tonight? His absence inside this house was louder than ever.

I didn’t remove the blood from my hands when I walked in. Let the men see it. Let them understand exactly what kind of night it had been.

Niel followed a step behind me, silently — he knew better than to say a word.

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