The silence in the grand den is brittle, shattered only by the crackle of logs in the hearth. I’m still standing, my pulse a frantic, irregular beat against my ribs, watching Tatiana saunter toward the bar. She moves with the fluid, predatory grace of a creature born to hunt, pouring herself a glass of amber liquid with an arrogance that makes my teeth ache.“Did you hear me, Tatiana?” I ask, my voice sharper than a jagged rock. “I asked what you are doing in this territory.”She doesn't even flinch. She simply swirls her crystal glass, the ice clinking—a crisp, cold sound. “I’m here because Ifu requires files that aren't on the public servers, Ebu. Don’t flatter yourself into thinking I’m here for your benefit.”The other women—Soraya, Amaya, Elira—exchange looks that are heavy with unspoken warnings. They move like a pack, a silent, coordinated unit that makes me feel like an interloper, a stray pup that wandered too far from the safety of the trees.Amaya sets her wine aside, her e
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