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CHAPTER 73

THE CLEANUP PROTOCOL

Vivian

​The officer’s hand moved to his side holster before the radio static even faded from the air.

​Every drop of warmth vanished from my blood. The relief that had briefly filled my chest split wide open, replaced by a cold, sickening horror. The flashing blue lights washing over the terrace weren't a rescue. They were a execution squad dressed in kevlar and badges.

​"Adrian!" I screamed.

​Adrian reacted before the words fully left my lips.

​He didn't try to
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