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... nt slack, his weathered skin paling beneath his beard as Philip’s words sank in. Across the table, Ray’s lips quirked upward, mirroring my own realization. The pieces were falling into place - the bandits’ pattern, their targets, their cruel efficiency. All we needed now was confirmation, whether through interrogation or evidence.
"Philip," Chief Gareth said slowly, his voice carefully controlled but the tendons in his neck standing taut. "You’re certain this was ...
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