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Chapter 10: Crossfire
Author: Twix
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The morning light seeped weakly through the grimy windows of the safehouse, casting pale slashes across the cluttered room. Dorian lay sprawled on the threadbare couch, the weight of exhaustion pressing down on him like a lead blanket. Sleep had been a stranger last night—his mind replaying every step of the mission, every narrow escape, every calculated risk.

His phone buzzed suddenly, sharp and insistent, snapping him back from the edge of unconsciousness. The screen flashed an unknown number, a message: They know.

His breath caught. Slowly, he sat up, the message burning a hole through the calm of dawn. He showed it to Lana, who was at the small kitchen table, eyes tired but alert.

“Voss’s network is tighter than we thought,” she said, voice low, brows knitting. “They’re already onto us. The Archive doesn’t miss a beat.”

Jay, leaning against the wall with a grimace, slammed a fist on the table. “That means they’ve probably planted eyes here, too. We’re compromised.”

Rhea, ever the
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