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Chapter 98-WE BURN WHAT WE CAN NOT BURY.

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It was quiet after Morgan left. Too quiet. Anaïs stood by the window of the empty café long after the journalist had disappeared into the gray swell of the street, the tablet no longer in her possession. The ledger was gone—finally gone—but the weight hadn’t lifted. If anything, it had settled deeper.

Cassian came to stand beside her, his body still tense. “You sure about her?”

“No,” Anaïs said. “But it doesn’t matter. We don’t have another option.”

His silence wasn’t agreement, but he didn’t press. Outside, the clouds split open. The rain that followed wasn’t gentle. It was cold and punishing, and it hit the pavement like it meant to erase something.

They couldn’t stay here. The café was too exposed. Too many windows. Too many exits they couldn’t watch.

Maris huddled under the overhang, her small body folded around the child like a barrier. Anaïs moved quickly, pulling up the hood of her coat and crouching beside them.

“We leave now,” she said. “We don’t wait to see who’s watching.”

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