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Chapter 59: Lockdown I

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‎Mikhail’s POV

‎The first hour after Nora disappears is the worst because I still believe I can fix it quickly.

‎People like me are used to control. We pull strings, move pieces, make calls and things happen. Doors open. Men appear. Problems disappear. That is how my world works. It has always worked that way.

‎But not tonight.

‎Tonight every lead collapses into another dead end, every answer arrives half broken, and the longer she stays missing, the louder the thoughts become.

‎She was alone.

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