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CHAPTER 94 : Motion Denied
Author: Sally Diandra
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Matthew did not shout. He did not panic. Slowly, he removed his glasses and placed them on the table. His left eye, faintly glowing blue, fixed on the leather folder. Beneath that calm surface, he awakened the ARC System.

“ARC System, scan the document. Extract its notary authentication data. Trace its financial fingerprint,” Matthew commanded silently.

[SYSTEM ARC: INITIATING DEEP VISUAL SCAN]

[Processing 500 pages of legal documents instantly]

[Warning: Extreme visual load.]

Pain exploded thr
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