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Chapter 86

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The silence Holden left behind did not dissolve when the door closed.

It settled.

Heavier than before.

Elena remained seated long after his footsteps disappeared down the corridor, her gaze unfocused, fixed on the grain of the desk beneath her fingers. The room smelled faintly of wood polish and cold air—neutral, controlled, unmistakably his.

She hated how comforting that was.

Five minutes later, she stood.

Ten minutes later, she paced.

By the fifteenth minute, she had accepted a truth she had been quietly circling since the safehouse confrontation:

Holden Lu was not the kind of man who panicked loudly.

His panic looked like distance, orders, structure tightening around emotion until it suffocated.

And right now, she was standing at the center of it.

Elena left the study.

The house was unusually active. Guards moved with clipped efficiency. Voices murmured into earpieces. Screens flickered with live feeds at the far end of the hall.

She walked toward the command room without hesitatio
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