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CHAPTER 137: In The Hot Spring
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2026-10-02 04:00:49MEGHANN'S POV
"Put him in a holding cell," Cullen commanded, his deep voice cutting cleanly through the frantic noise of the command center. He did not even look at Shawn. "Strip Colson of any hidden blades and lock the heavy iron door. He can sit in the cold until the sun comes up."
Shawn nodded sharply, turning on his heel to carry out the order.
Cullen stepped toward me. I was gripping the edge of the brushed steel table,
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