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... ound, which was unusual enough that he noticed it immediately. The south ground, after the dawn session with Hector, when the space was empty and he was running through the weight-shift drill alone, the repetition that was slowly converting understanding into instinct.
He heard her footsteps and stopped.
She was standing at the gate.
Not composed in her usual way — or composed, but differently. The specific composure of someone who had been deciding something and had deci ...
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