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COLLISON
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2026-04-30 12:00:20The first sign wasn’t obvious.
That’s why it worked.
Preston was halfway through a meeting when his phone vibrated once against the table. He didn’t check it immediately. He never did. Not in front of people.
Control was maintained in small habits.
But something about the timing
the interruption
pulled his attention.
He glanced down.
One message.
No name.
No number.
Just three words.
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Julian didn’t wait this time.The call ended.The decision followed.No space between.He sat still for exactly three seconds after Preston’s voice disappeared from the line long enough to confirm what he already knew.This wasn’t suspicion anymore.This was war.Julian leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees, eyes fixed on the floor like he could see the board laid out beneath it.“Then we stop testing,” he said quietly.A guard passed.Ignored.Another inmate spoke somewhere down the hall.Irrelevant.Julian reached for the device again.One call.No hesitation.It connected immediately.“I want it done properly this time,” Julian said.No greeting.No context.The voice on the other end didn’t ask for it.“Location?”“His office won’t work,”
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