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CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
ALEXEI
I've been feeling uneasy all day, second-guessing whether I should've gone with Zoey to see Anastasia. But deep down, I know giving her space was the right call. She needed that time to reconnect with her mother, and I trust Viktor to watch over her.
Meanwhile, our plans to take down Mikhail have hit a snag. The warehouse where he's holed up is heavily guarded, and we've been struggling to find a way in. We've been studying the place for days, waiting for an opening to strike.
Yaz just came into my office with his laptop.
"Any lead?" I asked him.
He nodded. "Yes. Pavel finally spilled something useful. Turns out, there's a secret entrance that only a select few know about. If you look here," Yaz pointed it out on the map—a subtle blue dot indicating a hidden passage. "It looks a bit invisible to the eye but if you look deeply, this blue dot here indicates a secret passage."
"Why didn't Pavel spill this so
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