Chapter 178 – The Third Envelope
The envelope arrived without a courier.
No knock.
No camera alert.
No vehicle in the street.
It was simply there-resting on the safehouse kitchen table as if it had always belonged.
Georgia was the first to see it.
White. Thick paper. No postage. No seal.
Just three words written in precise black ink:
For Georgia O
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