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Chapter fortyfour: Allies in the Dark
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2026-09-11 15:03:13Isabella’s POV
The private elevator never reached the underground garage.Halfway down, Charlie suddenly slammed his palm against the emergency stop. The car jolted to a halt between floors, plunging us into a thick, humming silence. The only light came from the soft glow of the control panel, casting harsh shadows across his face.“Talk,” he ordered.I had never seen him look so torn—rage, suspicion, and something dangerously close to desperation warring i
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