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CHAPTER 128: The Project 
Author: Ambrose
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He began writing in the first week of November, which was three weeks before the procedure and four weeks before anyone who didn't know him would have noticed any change in how he moved through his days.

Sera found out first, through a chance observation rather than anything Marcus told her, she had come to the safe house one afternoon to drop something off and found him at the desk with a legal pad and a pen, the old-fashioned instruments of a man who thought better through his hand than throu
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