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he called out, his voice carrying a weight I instantly recognised.
I slowed my pace, turning to face him. "Nick. How did things go with the lead on the underground rebels?"
He sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair. "I'm sorry I missed yesterday's meeting with the Elders. I was following up on that lead about the underground rebels. It took longer than I anticipated."
"It's alright, Nick," I replied, though I couldn't hide the edge in my voice. "Did you find anything useful?"
Nick's face darkened, and he nodded. “I think we have a lead on Marcus’s hideout. It fits the description of the place you told me about.”
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