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Chapter 151: The Woman They Couldn’t Bury

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Desmond’s POV

By eight o’clock the following morning, my apartment no longer felt like a home recovering from an invasion.

It felt like a secured command centre preparing for war.

Valencia personnel occupied nearly every level of the building beneath reinforced tactical protocols, while additional surveillance countermeasures continued sweeping through the residence. The hidden devices recovered overnight now sat sealed inside evidence containers across the dining area downstairs, each one repr
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