Chapter 8: First ReportMorning light cut through the hotel curtains like a blade. I woke up tangled in Callan’s arms, his chest rising and falling steadily against my back. The stronger dose had settled overnight, but the link felt wider now, like a live current running between us. Every small movement he made echoed in my own body. When he shifted in his sleep, I felt the phantom ache of old scars in my shoulder.I lay there for a long minute, listening to the dual heartbeat. Mine. His. Braided together so tightly it was getting hard to tell where one ended and the other began.Callan stirred behind me. His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer. “You’re awake,” he murmured, voice gravelly with sleep.“Yeah.” I swallowed. “The encrypted phone is going to buzz any minute. I have to send the first report to my father today.”He pressed his face into the back of my neck, breath warm. “We write it together. Right now. Before anyone else wakes up.”We sat up in bed, sheets pool
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