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Chapter 12: The Signature

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 20.07.2026 14:11:27

Dinner passed in its usual rhythm that evening, Marta setting down plates with no idea how close she had come to catching the beginning of a war, and I smiled and asked the boys about their day and gave absolutely nothing away.

But my mind stayed locked on that blank signature line long after the boys were tucked into bed.

If my side of that document was still empty, that meant the plan was not finished yet. Which meant, somewhere, there had to be earlier paperwork, preliminary filings, somethi
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