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Chapter 6

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The Council building at night was a different creature.

During the day, it had been all marble and glass, polished floors and bureaucratic efficiency. Now, shadows stretched across the corridors. Fluorescent lights hummed with a tired, mechanical persistence. The security guards had been rotated, their replacements less vigilant, more focused on external threats than internal movement.

Wren walked beside Kirill, his footsteps silent on the carpeted floor. The blood-key card was warm in his poc
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