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Chapter 23

Penulis: La M
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-13 22:24:19

Jack POV

I didn't sleep much that night either.

But it was different from the previous sleepless nights.

Before, not sleeping had been about processing. About turning information over until it found its shape. About fear looking for somewhere to settle.

This was different.

This was preparation.

I lay on my back and ran through everything methodically. The way I used to run through escape routes in the early weeks. Except now I wasn't planning how to get out of something.

I was planning how to g
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