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Chapter 43-THE GHOST AT THE GATE.

Author: D.Moses
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 00:08:25

Seraphine stood beyond the security gate, drenched in white from head to toe — trench coat, gloves, boots — but it wasn’t the clothes that made Anais stop breathing.

It was the stillness. The terrifying calm in her stance. The way her eyes, a cold shade of violet, locked straight into the security camera like she knew exactly where it was.

“She knows we’re watching,” Anais said, her voice low.

Cassian didn’t reply. He was already at the console, typing in a silent override code to stall the alarm system. His hands moved fast, but his jaw was tense — clenched in that way that usually meant one thing: he knew more than he was saying.

“I need you to talk to me,” Anais said, stepping beside him. “Who is she, really?”

Cassian didn’t look at her. Not right away.

“When we were still part of the program, before you were reassigned, Seraphine was one of the control agents,” he said. “She wasn’t like the handlers. She was off the books — someone they sent in when compliance methods failed.”

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