The house in Ravensford remained quiet the next morning.Aria, no longer Elara, sat at the small desk by the window, a laptop open in front of her. The space had been prepared before she arrived, clean, functional, secure.Everything she needed. Nothing more.The signal was stable, routed through multiple encrypted layers Marcus had arranged. A private network. No direct trace. No visible origin.A new system.A new identity.No trace of Elara.She let out a slow breath, steady and calm, then began.She created a new email, clean and minimal, with nothing personal. No names. No patterns. She worked carefully, setting up encryption, checking access points, and running a full system scan.No leaks. No unusual activity.Good.Next, she set up a secure messaging line. It took longer.She adjusted the encryption keys twice, changed the routing, and tested the connection from different points before moving forward.Only then did she continue.Her fingers hovered over the keyboard for a mome
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