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The confession
Author: Bobby
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The rain had begun again, a slow, whispering drizzle that turned the city lights into rivers of gold and red. Cole’s car rolled to a stop in front of the fiona family mansion, its headlights cutting through the fog like twin blades. He sat there for a while, staring at the gates, his jaw tight, the steering wheel slick beneath his hands.

The mission had failed. Mendes was gone. Trojan had vanished to lick his wounds. Blake was half-drunk somewhere, muttering about ghosts and burned ledgers.

Everything Cole had built for months, gone in smoke and blood.

And the only face that came to mind, the only one that could make the world feel human again was Fiona’s.

He stepped out of the car and walked through the drizzle, his coat soaking through almost instantly. The guards at the gate recognized him and opened the iron bars without question. As he walked up the marble steps to the entrance, he could already feel that something was wrong.

The mansion wasn’t quiet in the comforting way of peac
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