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Surveillance

Auteur: Luciana Rielle
last update Dernière mise à jour: 2025-08-05 23:29:54

Knight stared out at the clouds drifting past the window, but he wasn’t admiring them.

His mind was elsewhere—on a memory.

His wife’s face, pressed eagerly against the glass as she watched the clouds float by. The way her cheeks had puffed out with delight. The light in her eyes. The innocence in her smile.

“We’ll be landing soon,” Fang said from across the cabin.

Knight didn’t respond. Didn’t look at him. He just kept staring out the window, unmoving.

****

As they approached the waiting car, Fang handed Knight a lighter. Without a word, Knight lit the cigarette, took a long drag, and slid into the backseat. Fang followed, shutting the door behind him.

The drive was silent for a while—tension hanging like a fog—until Fang finally spoke.

“Are you sure you want to see the tapes?”

Knight said nothing. He exhaled smoke slowly, the glow of the cigarette briefly lighting his face in the shadows.

Then, instead of answering, he said flatly, “I want everything in perfect order tomorrow. They’l
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