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The gesture was quick, almost imperceptible, but it carried a weight that made her pause internally. Avery followed his line of sight to the lower shelf of the cart. There, tucked beneath the cleaning supplies, was a length of cable. Its metal connectors were precision-grade, the kind used for high-frequency data transmission or surveillance equipment—far too sophisticated for any standard cleaning equipment. The cable was coiled neatly, almost hidden, but the connector glinted in the dim light, catching her eye with deliberate intent.

said Freddie. "Border," I asked. "Yeah, where the poor meets the rich," said Calvin. "The shop right across from the Shi headquarters. Everyone uses it, even the royals." "Doesn't sound small," I said, leaning in close. This was information I was looking for, a small crumb trail leading to the witch's house. "We never said it was. It's a franchise belonging to Ravod," Calvin said. My back tensed up. "Thought you might not like that."

She bypassed the kitchen layout and the formal dining space, heading straight for the service corridor near the service elevator. A small, flush-mounted access panel sat behind the decorative linen curtains. Ava pulled the fabric aside, her fingers finding the hidden spring latch along the metal edge. The panel popped open with a dull, metallic click. Inside, the neatly bundled blue and yellow Category 6 cables ran into the main conduit, but tucked into the lower corner, right against the structural concrete, sat a small, unembellished black aluminum box. It had no corporate branding. No serial number. Only a single, pulsing green LED light that blinked in perfect sync with the processing cy