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Chapter 58: The Citadel
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... ide was waking up slow — orange streetlights fading into the pale gray of dawn. Zoey was half asleep in the passenger seat, head against the window, her breath fogging the glass.
The message from Ricky replayed for the fifth time.
"The truth isn’t behind you, Miller — it’s inside you."
His voice was calm, almost mocking. I turned the volume up, focusing not on the words but on the spaces between them — static hum, rhythm, faint beeps.Old habits kicked in. Ricky loved laye ...
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