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CHAPTER 17: THE LEAK

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Kael's POV

The three council members whose clearance was still pending were named Soran, Breck, and Milla.

Soran had been on the council for eleven years. Sixty years old, methodical, cautious, the kind of administrator who kept excellent records because he believed that the record was more important than the event. I had never found him warm but I had always found him reliable.

Breck was forty-two and had been appointed three years ago, one year before the curse. He was the youngest member by
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