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... dn’t arrive gently. It cut through the dark like a blade, thin shafts of gold slicing into the second-floor room where Amante stood motionless.
The jungle outside hummed—thick, alive, unforgiving.
Inside, the air felt heavier.
He swept the room again.
No blood. No overturned furniture. No bullet holes.
Just a single pillow lying on the floor like it had been knocked loose in a hurry.
Too clean.
Amante’s jaw tightened. His boots thudded agai ...
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