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Chapter 116: The Safe Room

Penulis: Cat Stories
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-23 09:30:13

The elevator doesn't hum. It whispers.

A low, hydraulic hiss that vibrates through the soles of my feet. We are descending. Past the wine cellar. Past the foundation. Down into the bedrock of the cliff itself.

I count the seconds. One. Two. Three. Ten.

We are deep. Too deep.

Aureliano stands to my left, a monolith in the cramped space. Ciro is to my right, his body radiating a heat that feels feverish. Spadino is in front of the doors, bouncing on the balls of his feet, his hands twitching near
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