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Chapter 13 — The Defiance

Author: Abundance
last update publish date: 2026-05-24 21:00:56

The clock on the table said 2:14 in the morning.

Watching the red numbers and listening to Tor's boots in the hallway. Heavy and even. Getting quieter as he moved toward the east wing.

Four minutes.

Same route every time. East wing first. Then the lift. Then the desk at the end of the hall. Then back. Counted without meaning over the past few days until it lived in my head like a heartbeat.

Four minutes of no
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