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Chapter 276: The Warehouse
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update2026-08-31 10:52:37

Nathan had barely sat back down at the desk, the coffin and the family and Cordelia's careful eulogy still sitting heavy behind his eyes, when the knock came a second time, sharper now.

"Come in."

Dwayne came in with a tablet under one arm and a look on his face that Nathan had learned, over four months, to read as trouble underneath composure.

"Master Walters. I know today is.." He stopped himself, recalibrated. "I have three items on the calendar I need your decision on. There's a mediation c
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