The night air hit my lungs like ice, sharp and unforgiving, but it didn’t clear the fog in my head. If anything, it made everything worse.The name still exists.Those words echoed endlessly, louder than the alarms we’d left behind, louder than the collapsing stone, louder than my own heartbeat.Elliot staggered slightly as he carried the fixer, my father’s former shadow, the man who had known too much and survived too long. Marcus stayed close, scanning the darkness with the precision of someone who had learned long ago that danger didn’t announce itself.Liam brought up the rear, weapon raised, his jaw clenched tight.We didn’t stop running until the ruins were nothing but a jagged silhouette behind us.Only then did Elliot finally lower the fixer to the ground.I dropped to my knees beside them, hands shaking as I pressed my fingers to the man’s neck. A pulse, weak, but there.“He’s alive,” I whispered.For now.The fixer coughed, his body trembling violently as his eyes fluttered
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