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Forty-Four: Late Night, Different Room

Author: Bless Luxor
last update publish date: 2026-07-09 21:21:42

Dominic Steele

"Call Lena," Sophie said, already moving to the desk. "Now…tonight."

I picked up my phone. Lena answered on the second ring, which meant she had been awake and she had expected this.

"Come to my room," I said. "Bring all the council filing records, please."

She arrived in eight minutes as she stepped inside without ceremony, set her laptop on my desk, looked at the documents Sophie had spread across it with the focus she brought to things that mattered.

Neither Soph
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