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... l thing, a heavy, suffocating blanket woven from betrayal and fear.
Jax, for the first time since Michael had met him, was completely quiet in the back, his usual manic energy swallowed by the sheer, overwhelming weight of the moment.
Chloe sat at her console, her back to the room, her posture a rigid, unyielding line of pure, analytical focus.
She was already processing the new intel, her mind a fortress of cold, hard logic, a safe place where messy human emotions couldn ...
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