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Chapter 109: The First Condition
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2026-08-27 17:00:12Elowen's POV
For ten seconds after Killian named his price, nobody in the room breathed.
Croft's face stayed a dark, blotchy red, his knuckles pressed so hard into the table that the color had drained clean out of them. Across from him, Miller stared at Killian like he was waiting for a punchline that clearly wasn't coming.
"You're out of your mind," Croft said, his voice dropping to something raw. "Ten percent of
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