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Archer’s POV:

I knew Lorie was waiting for me. The moment I stepped out of my room, I could feel her presence at the end of the corridor. She was leaning against the stone wall, arms folded across her chest. My jaw tightened. I knew exactly why she was there.

“Archer.” I kept walking.

“Lorie.” She pushed away from the wall.

“We need to talk.”

“No.”

She blinked. “No?”

“You saw something you shouldn’t have seen. Whatever you’re planning to do with that information, I’m not interested.”

A slow smi
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