~CASSIAN~I sat in my study, halfway through reviewing old files spread across the table when my phone rang. When the name lit up the screen, I hesitated, then answered on the third ring.The line crackled faintly before a voice came through—measured, aged, and laced with something that felt a lot like weariness. I straightened without thinking, one hand slipping into my pocket, the other holding the phone just close enough to catch every word.“Yes, sir, I understand,” I said, my voice quiet but firm. “She’d adjusted, but right now she doesn't remember much and has been asking questions. And yes… I will make sure she's safer this time, as promised, and has what she needs to help her.” My voice was measured, respectful. Not the tone I used in boardrooms or when giving orders. This was different and intentional.The voice spoke again, steadily, deliberately, and I listened without interruption.“I agree,” I said after a pause. “No sudden moves. I won't rush anything. You have my word.
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