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Chapter 45: False Refuge
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... ck mask, an easy gait... but his eyes were sharp and cold in the shadow.
Then he saw her.
A middle‑aged woman was walking gracefully down the same corridor. A tight red blouse hugged her like a bulletproof sheath, her high heels clicked steadily on the marble floor. Her hair was pinned into a neat bun, her makeup subtle, her smile professional. Strong. Authoritative.
Maya.
Caleb paused.
His breath tightened.
Blood burned under his skin.
May ...
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