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Chapter 88: The Route (Kira POV)

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I wake to the specific grey of very early morning and Dante already at the window.

He's standing with his back to the room, shirtless, the compound's pre-dawn exterior visible behind him, and the quality of his stillness tells me he hasn't just arrived there. He's been there for a while. Thinking, in the way he thinks when something requires the full architecture of his attention, upright and forward-facing rather than lying down, as though horizontal thinking produces in

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    Imara’s hands dropped from her face, her fingers trembling as she looked at me with a mixture of awe and absolute terror. She leaned forward in the tattered armchair, the sallow skin of her face pulling tight over her cheekbones."Leo’s sister?" she whispered, her voice cracking. "He spoke of you every single night we were in the trenches together. He told me you were the one who needed saving. He told me he had to burn the world down just to make sure you weren't consumed by it.""He was trying to protect me," I said, my voice thick. "But he didn't tell me why. He didn't tell me what he was really doing."Imara let out a wet, jagged laugh that turned into a cough. She looked past me at Dante, her eyes widening as she took in his height, the breadth of his shoulders, and the way he stood with a relaxed, lethal grace that was impossible to fake."How did you do it?" she asked

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