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Chapter 42: A Line in the Sand
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2024-12-19 15:05:56The tension was suffocating. Rowan’s warning about Victor’s men coming for the files reverberated in my mind like a drumbeat. Joana looked pale, her lips parted in disbelief as if she were waiting for someone to say it was all a misunderstanding. But no one spoke.
I was the first to break the silence. "What do you mean they’re coming tonight? Are they attacking the villa?"
Rowan exhaled sharply and crossed his arms. "Not an attack in the traditional sense. Victor doesn’t want a scene. He’ll send his people to try and sneak in—probably to ransack my study, grab the files, and leave. But if they can’t find what they want, they won’t hesitate to escalate."
Joana gripped the armrest of her chair,
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