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Chapter 37: The Empty Warehouse
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2026-04-07 19:06:17The industrial side of the river always smelled like cold metal and old rain.
I sat in the back seat of Renaud’s SUV with my hands folded the way polite wives do when they are trying not to shake. My coat was buttoned to my throat. My hair was pinned up, neat enough to pass inspection, even if my nerves were doing cartwheels.
Wife camouflage, I reminded myself.
Beside me, Renaud stared through the windshield like the night had personally offended him. The dashboard
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VOWS IN THE WAR ROOM Chapter 37: The Empty Warehouse
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