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Rhea’s steady breathing trailed him, her blanket-draped form bathed in the TV’s faint glow.
He slipped into his bedroom, easing the door shut with a quiet click, and pulled his phone from his pocket.
The screen’s light pierced the dimness as he dialed Harris’s number, leaning against his cluttered desk—scattered notes, a cold coffee mug, and a crumpled wrapper testament to a long day.
The line buzzed once, twice, then connected. "Drayce?" Harris’s voice r ...
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