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Dragons are hard

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last update 게시일: 2026-10-27 00:34:47

POV: Noah Callahan

"Say that again," I said. "Slowly."

Femi Okoye did not look up from the laptop. FrostTech's head of security was a broad, patient man in his fifties who spoke as if he were setting glasses down on a shelf. "The picture was not taken through a fence, Mr. Callahan. Someone made it look that way."

It was six in the morning, three weeks after my surgery, and the kitchen smelled of burnt coffee and ice packs. I sat with my leg propped on a chair and a brace locked around the knee.
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