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CHAPTER 79 : THE FAULT
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2026-03-24 08:11:00Léon
I descend the front steps. The morning air is cold, sharp, a shock after the humid heat of the bath. The city stretches out, grey and noisy, but its outlines seem blurred, muffled in cotton wool. My senses are numb, saturated with her. The scent of her shampoo on my skin beneath the cologne. The memory of her fingers, timid and determined, tracing furrows on my body.
The door of the black sedan opens. I slide into the back.
— The office, sir?
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