Aziel’s POVThe city lights blurred past the windshield, bleeding into streaks of gold and white across the glass as Luka drove without a word. I leaned back in the leather seat, letting the low hum of the engine and the steady motion of the car settle into my bones, fatigue dragging heavier with each passing second.One more meeting and I would have passed out in my seat, but I hadn’t expected anything less.“Don, we’re here,” Luka announced.I unbuckled my seatbelt, stepping out of the car and stretching, a dull pull running down my spine as my muscles resisted the movement.“Anything else you’d like, Don?” Luka asked, his hands slipping into his pockets. The lines on his face were sharper than usual, exhaustion from yesterday still etched into them.“Get some rest. We have an early morning tomorrow.”“Yes, Don.” He nodded, glancing at me once before walking off.I followed right behind him, slower, each step carrying more weight than it should have.A distant noise from the hallway
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