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Chapter 102: The Shadows Beyond the Horizon

Author: King Great
last update publish date: 2026-08-09 02:45:06

The early morning sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Villa Rosa’s master archive room, casting long geometric grids of light across thousands of leather-bound ledgers, maps, and encrypted hard drives.

Julia stood at the center oak table, a cup of steaming black coffee in one hand, her dark eyes skimming through an encrypted digital intelligence briefing sent directly from Jean-Luc’s secure terminal.

Beside her, Luca was quietly examining a set of satellite reconnaissance prints
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