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CHAPTER 63 - The Arrest

作者: Lila Williams
last update 公開日: 2025-12-22 16:36:17

We were six hours into our twenty-four hour head start when federal agents surrounded us in a Portland parking garage.

Not local police. Not standard law enforcement. FBI tactical units with quantum detection equipment. Military contractors with technology that should not exist in civilian hands. And leading them—

"Eva Morrison," Agent Sarah Torres said, stepping forward with weapon drawn. "Subject Seven. You are both under arrest for domestic terrorism, multiple homicides, and conspiracy to de
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