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... ment became quiet when we returned.
No gunfire or shouting. Just the soft click of the locks sliding back into place.
Qinglan stepped in first. Her bat leaned lazily across her shoulder, her steps unhurried. Dried blood on her cheek. Her jacket hung open, revealing a glimpse of her collarbone, pale and flushed. Her fingers brushed along the edge of the bedroom door, holding it for a moment before heading inside.
I followed her in silence—neither of us spoke after returnin ...
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