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Chapter 45:The Third Device

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The screen went dark, no video.

No Matteo.

Just the reflection of their own faces staring back at them and the clock that had never stopped ticking.

00:05:02

00:05:01

00:05:00

“Bring it back!” Isabella clipped, her voice tight.

Sofia was already moving.

“I’m trying…the signal’s been cut at the source, he’s controlling the feed…”

“Then find another way!”

“I am!”

Her fingers flew faster, digging into deeper layers, bypassing blocks, forcing connections that resisted every ste
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