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Chapter 34: The Quiet Sector

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-10 21:38:33

The safe-house in the Coastal Sector was a stark contrast to the Vance penthouses. It was a low-slung, concrete structure hidden behind a grove of salt-stunted trees, the roar of the ocean providing a constant, rhythmic white noise. There were no smart mirrors here. No neural-links. Just the flickering yellow light of a battery-powered lantern and the smell of the sea.

Alexander moved through the small kitchen with a silent, focused intensity. He had discarded his tactical vest and his dress sh
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