“Happy birthday, Daniels,” Fila and Ealia whispered in unison, catching me near the velvet-draped entrance.I felt a sting behind my eyes, a sudden, sharp warmth. “You guys remembered? I’m floored. Seriously.”“Please,” Fila smirked, shoving a metallic pink gift bag into my hand. “Like we’d let the Syndicate’s best ghost-coder celebrate without gear.”“We already dropped our final modules at Julian Haven’s desk this morning,” Ealia added, adjusted her matching hot-pink blazer. “He decrypted them on the spot. We aced it, Daniels. Our bike privileges are locked in.”I grinned, feeling a rare spark of pride, but the moment was cut short when I spotted Castalia Moretti watching me from the VIP lounge. I quickly straightened my dress and grabbed a fresh tray of champagne. I moved through the crowd, dodging eyes, until I turned the corner and nearly walked straight into the three of them.Nickie, Matteo, and Luca stood like a wall of expensive tailored wool and raw power. Their scents hit m
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