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... uiet energy, a controlled hum of life beneath the weight of military order. Even at night, the district never truly slept—just shifted into something slower, more deliberate. Ava walked at an even pace, her hands in her pockets, posture relaxed but aware. She wasn’t running. She wasn’t sneaking. She was acting real.
Lucas’s words echoed in her mind.
"Go in. Have a drink. Talk business. Make it normal."
It should have been simple. But nothing about Angel’s ...
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