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Chapter 14

Author: Annie Chamberlain
last update publish date: 2025-11-27 11:49:48

Elara barely made it two steps out of the secured briefing room before the first vibration hit her pocket.

Then another.

Then three more in rapid succession.

Ethan lifted his head sharply. “Don’t touch your phone.”

“I’m not,” she said, though her hand had already twitched toward it.

Adrian was speaking quietly to someone over comms, issuing clipped orders, shutting down nodes, locking terminals. He looked like a man pulling levers in a burning building. Efficient. Controlled. Ice over fire.

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