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Chapter 113: The Three Names

Author: Kai
last update publish date: 2026-09-03 05:09:21

POV: Riley

The preliminary findings published on a Tuesday at nine in the morning.

I was in the committee room when they went live. Not by accident. Dr. Venn had scheduled a special session specifically for the release, so the committee could review the document together before the public had it, so the student representative could read her own name in the acknowledgment section in a room with people who understood what the document contained rather than alone with a screen.

That was a specific
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