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Chapter 119 — Four Times

Author: Spli_vena
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 16:23:17

Anita pov

Kelvin was at the studio door within twenty minutes of my second text, which meant he’d already been in the car before I’d finished typing it.

“Marcus can’t get anything on what’s in the report,” he said, coming in without waiting to be invited, his coat still on. “Callum handed it over personally this morning and hasn’t said a word about it since. Whatever Donald knows now, we don’t.”

“He asked me a strange question this morning,” I said slowly, following him into the small kitchenet
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