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Zara
We uploaded the ledger at 3:47 a.m.
A quiet, dirty little time of night where most of the world was still half-asleep, dreaming, or dead.
Damian watched from the other side of the table, his jaw clenched as the progress bar crawled toward 100%. He hadn't spoken much since the subway. Neither had I.
Ezra's last words clung to the walls of m