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Chapter 93: The Nicky Special

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last update publish date: 2026-07-12 23:53:54
Christian

Good. So far, so good with Genevieve. I have absolute buy-in. She’s entirely willing to go along with the ultimate play.

I let the weight of the conversation simmer for a while. I don't want to hit her with the entire, intricate plan all at once and completely overwhelm her. But Gavin and I have put together a rock-solid initial outline, and it's time to test the waters.

For one thing, the execution has to happen on Halloween. Between right now and November second, when Julian is s
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