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The next morning began with steel skies and the tension of war creeping back into the air. They all felt it-the shifting of tides, the regrouping of an enemy once thought defeated.
Isla sat beside Elia in the briefing room as data flickered across the holographic screen. Coordinates. Biometrics. Syndicate seals she hadn't seen since Julian was sti
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