Chapter 19 The Devil's Altitude

The wind howled over the mountain cliffs like a warning - or a dare.

Valeria stood before the estate's rusted gate at dawn, dressed in black, her coat snapping behind her like a shadow. No guards. No alarms. Just a single stone lion carved into the iron arch above her - its mouth open, frozen in a silent snarl.

She pushed the gate open with a scr

            
            

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