Chapter 73: Neutral Ground?? Liora's POV The coffee place was three blocks from the institute. Small. Unpretentious. Fifteen years on the same corner with the same regulars in the same seats ordering the same things. She'd suggested it because it was nothing like anywhere Damien Voss would normally be. No conference rooms. No professional buffer. Just coffee and a table and whatever was coming. He was already there. Dark suit acket. Collar open. The jaw set in a way she recognized and had spent four years trying to stop recognizing. He stood when she came in. She sat without acknowledging that. The waitress came. They ordered. The waitress left. He looked at her across the table. She looked back. "Thank you for coming," he said. "It wasn't really optional." Something moved through his expression. "I need to ask you something," he said. "I assumed," she said. He held her gaze. "The man," he said. "Ashford. From your team." She blinked, it took he
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