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... Same walls. Same steel-and-glass order. Same chair behind the desk that had broken men with a look alone.
Yet something in the air had shifted, heavy and expectant, like the room knew what I was about to do.
Antonio entered without knocking. He didn’t usually forget. He just knew better than to pretend this was a normal moment.
He set the drive on my desk. It was small. Black. Unassuming. This thing had been sitting in my vault for months.
Extracted the night we ...
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