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Chapter 72-THE WEIGHT OF KNOWING.

Author: D.Moses
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Cassian didn’t sleep.

He sat in the quiet of the master suite, eyes fixed on the digital clock across the room. The numbers kept changing, indifferent to his world tilting. 3:42 a.m. The silence was thick enough to press on his chest. Anaïs was curled in the middle of the bed, wrapped tight in the sheets like she was trying to disappear inside them. Her breathing was slow and even.

He couldn’t stop hearing what had been said.

“We have a leak. And it’s not just someone inside. It’s someone close. Personal.”

Cerberus’s voice had been dry and cold. No emotion. No drama. Just truth that hit Cassian like a brick to the side of the head. Someone close to them was feeding intel to the outside. Dangerous intel.

He didn’t have enemies. They had enemies.

There was a difference.

He got up slowly, careful not to wake Anaïs. His body still hurt from the earlier confrontation with Reid. The bruises were blossoming—purple and yellow spreading over his side like a storm cloud—but he didn’t care. He m
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