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... yed slumped over the table longer than necessary, listening to the faint buzz of the light and the low murmur of boots outside the steel door. My cheek rested against cool metal, one eye watching the red pulse under my collar—Anthony's signal, faint as a whisper, but there.
Good. He was here.
Now came the waiting. But I wasn't going to waste it.
Connor wanted me as a tool. To destroy and burn the Masked Syndicate to ash from within. On the surface, it made sense. If you c ...
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