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g since abandoned surrounded them crumbling cathedrals, shattered stained-glass windows, and alleyways swallowed by creeping

ture long forgotten, yet it still pulsed with an unspoken menace, as though the wal

kered to every possible point of ambush. Apollos had served his family for years Long before Cameron had ever come to understand the weight of their bloodline

them, something unspoken. More than once, Cameron caught her eyes on him, lingering just long enough for something to pass bet

t of the warehouse doors. Cameron adjusted the strap of his jacket, pushing

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the floor, their contents long since stripped away by time and scavengers. The air was thick with

carved into the stone. With careful precision, she brushed away layers

nce unlocking the darker truths of his lineage, but even without them, he could fee

small leather-bound notebook. "Whoever hid the dagger didn't j

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