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253. You are Drunk

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He’d expected to have to coax her onto the dance floor, to drag her away from her tendency to sit back and watch the world from behind a glass.

But once the music caught her, Daphne leaned into it. She was wild on the dance floor—abandoning her usual strict economy of movement for something more reckless and free. Her hair slid loose around her face as she spun away and then back toward him, all hips and elbows and laughter.

He liked her like this. Unguarded and free, at least for a few songs.

After a while, she abandoned him completely, slipping into the spinning, laughing mass of strangers. Landon watched from the edge, a drink in hand.

She was showing off, or maybe just refusing to be owned by anyone. Either way, the other bodies orbiting her didn’t bother Landon so much as the way she accepted drink after drink, finishing each in a single flick of the wrist, her skin flush with heat and alcohol.

Oh boy…

A short guy in a loud shirt tried to grind up behind her; she shrugged him off
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    Max rolled to a stop and a hidden camera above the door blinked green.Landon stepped out first, scanning the treeline before motioning for the others. “Let’s move.”Daphne slid out, cradling Ella, who clung to her. Landon keyed in a code on a rusted panel that sprang open with a hiss. The door clicked and swung inward.They entered a narrow hallway, the air cool and dry. Lights buzzed on automatically, revealing a series of reinforced steel doors, an old map of the forest pinned to the wall, and a locked weapons cache built into the stone.“Zoya really outdid herself,” Max muttered, already heading toward the back room. “Place is clean. No heat signatures. No signs of breach.”Daphne glanced around, holding Ella close. “What was this place?”“Cold War hideout,” Landon answered, closing the door behind them. “Decommissioned decades ago. Now it’s off-grid, unlisted, and stocked with supplies.”Daphne laid Ella down gently on a cot in the corner. The girl didn’t resist, but she watched

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