CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE: LATE REVELATIONSCASPIAN'S POVI stood in the center of the small room, my hands shoved deep into my suit pockets, my knuckles clenched into fists. My chest rose and fell in ragged, shallow breaths. Around me, four elite security operatives were frantically hammering away at their keyboards, scrubbing through hours of raw security footage from every single camera mounted across the property."Zoom in on the west corridor hall!" I roared, my deep voice booming off the walls, laced with a violent, unbridled rage that made the head guard flinch. "I don't care about the main hall! Show me the service exit!""Sir, we're cycling through the timestamps right now," the chief security officer answered, his forehead dripping with nervous sweat as his fingers flew across his control panel. "Camera forty-two covers the primary corridor leading to the garden terrace, but... there’s an issue.""What issue?" I growled, stepping up until I was towering directly o
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