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... s chair, one boot hooked around the leg of the desk, and laughed low, surprised, and genuinely impressed.
"Twenty-four," he said, tapping the screen. "And he rerouted an imperial demographic acknowledgment without tripping a single alarm. Cleanly. During a suspension window." His eyes flicked up, bright with something like pride. "That takes nerve."
Across the room, Gabriel reclined on the chaise with a glass of cold tea cradled in both hands, seven months pregnant and deeply don ...
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