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The Test

Author: Amaya
last update publish date: 2026-09-12 22:04:59

Chapter 80

Valen led us through the back lanes until the sound of engines was gone again.

We did not return to the rail storage building. He took us instead to a disused signal house further along the old line, a single-room structure with a broken door and a floor covered in dry leaves. Caius checked the outside. Alaric waited with the case. I kept my hand on the folded page inside my coat.

Once we were inside, Caius set the case on the floor in the centre of the room. No table. No clean su
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