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Chapter 18: A Visit To Marco Reina

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last update Last Updated: 2025-06-17 23:31:32

Juan didn’t say anything when the car stopped. He looked up at the building through the window, sitting still for a few seconds. Then he stepped out, pulling the door shut behind him and walking slowly toward the entrance.

Hill City didn’t look like much from the outside, just glass and stone, but everyone knew what it was. The guards didn’t ask him anything, they just stared and stepped aside after checking his name on the list. He kept walking without glancing at them, heading through the glass doors and into the elevator.

The lobby was quiet, too clean, and it smelled like furniture polish and something bitter. The lights were white and cold, and the woman at the front desk barely looked up as he passed her.

He pressed the number Marco had given him and waited. The elevator moved slow, and his reflection in the mirrored walls didn’t look right, like he hadn’t slept in days. He ran a hand through his hair and adjusted his coat, then let his hand fall to his side and didn’t move agai
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