KATHRYN POVI didn’t talk away because my throat wasn’t working and when I finally moved it was only to turn the screen toward Iris without taking my eyes off the picture.He took the phone without saying a word. He changed really fast like a door closing quietly on his face. The calm guy from the morning was gone, replaced by someone more controlled, the kind of focus that doesn’t waste energy on reacting.He studied the photo in silence.The reflection in the glass.The building line across the street.My stomach got tight as I watched him because it was clear he wasn’t just seeing a picture he was seeing infrastructure, access points, timing, intent.“This wasn’t random, " I said quietly. My voice sounded farther away than I thought.“No,” he replied, still looking at the screen in his tone. Controlled. "It’s not.”He zoomed in a bit then paused like he was confirming something he already knew.“The penthouse address was never public,” he added after a moment, still calm. With som
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