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Perimeter

Autor: Amaya
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-10-03 17:19:57

Chapter 95

The hall did not change shape. The options did.

Valen checked the east door, then the main entrance. “Both outer routes are blocked. Cars on the civic strip. No sirens. This is a collection ring, not a loud raid.”

Adrian’s men waited for orders he no longer fully owned. The seat operative spoke into a hidden mic and listened, eyes on the case. On the gallery, the woman in the dark coat did not move. She did not need to. The street already belonged to her.

Caius kept me at the tab
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