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The safe house felt colder than it should have. It wasn't just the alarming wind blowing through the cracked windows but the weight of unresolved questions pressing down on everyone in the room. Ethan sat on the edge of a battered chair, his elbows resting on his knees as he studied a map spread across the table. Matteo leaned against the far wall,

            
            

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