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Nikolai’s POV

The encrypted message burned in my mind like a brand as I descended the stone steps into the basement. The air grew colder, heavier, carrying the familiar metallic tang of blood and fear.

This level of the mansion wasn’t for the faint-hearted. It was where secrets died and truths were carved out of unwilling flesh.

Dmitri followed a step behind, but I waved him off at the reinforced door. “Alone.”

He hesitated only a fraction of a second before nodding. Smart man. They all knew t
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