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Chapter 42: The Vault

Penulis: Cat Stories
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-07 03:22:46

The key is heavy in my pocket. Cold iron against my hip.

I walk down the East Wing corridor. It is lined with portraits of dead men who look like Aureliano. Severe. Unforgiving.

I don't look at them. I look at the floor.

One step. Two steps.

The gallery doors are double-height, carved mahogany. I slide the key into the lock. It turns with a heavy, satisfying thunk.

I push the doors open.

The air inside is stale. It smells of old varnish, dust, and money. The shutters are closed, allowing only t
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