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... e neared the exit gate. The air here smelled different—less refined, less controlled—the kind of place where security was more about intimidation than real enforcement.
She didn’t slow. Hesitation invited suspicion.
The guards at the checkpoint weren’t military—private enforcers, likely working under Angel’s influence. One leaned lazily against a metal barricade, a rifle slung over his shoulder. The other was spe ...
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