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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: Adrian and Noah

作者: Grandpa preslee
last update publish date: 2026-03-24 17:16:41

Adrian arrived in twenty-two minutes.

Daniel told me this afterward, in the way he told me things: factually, without embellishment, but with the particular care he took when the facts themselves were the embellishment. Twenty-two minutes from a call that had reached him in the middle of the Meridian subsidiary review. He had walked out of that meeting without explanation, gotten into a car, and arrived at Blackwood Industries at nine fourteen with his jacket on and his expression arranged the
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