"Who is this," Yuna said, though some part of her already knew, the certainty settling into her chest like cold water."You know who this is," the woman said. "You've spent the last two days finding out."Yuna put the phone on speaker with a shaking hand, and the whole room leaned in around it, Andrew already reaching for a second phone to start a trace, Noah standing so close his shoulder pressed against hers."Where's Diane," Yuna said."Safe," Sable said. "For now. We're having a conversation. She's a very thoughtful woman, your Diane. She listens carefully.""If you've hurt her—""I haven't touched her," Sable said, and there was something almost offended in her tone, like the accusation itself was beneath her. "I don't need to hurt people to move them, Yuna. That's the difference between what I'm building and what Richard has spent fifty years failing to build. Fear is inefficient. Understanding lasts longer.""What did you tell her," Yuna asked."The truth," Sable said. "That th
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