Chapter 026
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Tom had always believed in stacking the odds in his favor. When he promised to fly in the best doctors for Mrs. Winchester, he hadn’t been bluffing.

Before breakfast the next morning, the Sullivan driveway was crowded with black sedans and a single unmarked van, each bearing a quiet efficiency that screamed military precision.

Dr. Elena Voss led the team—tall, composed, her dark hair knotted in a severe bun. She wore the plain white coat of a civilian, but Tom recognized the way she carried herself: alert, aware, never quite at rest.

He’d served with her in another life, back when trust was a matter of survival and mistakes got people killed.

Elena shook Tom’s hand with a firm grip. “General Sullivan. Or do I call you Mr. Sullivan now?”

“Tom’s fine,” he said, managing a smile. “Thanks for coming on short notice.”

She nodded, her gaze shifting to Lisa, who stood beside him, uncertain. “And you must be Mrs. Sullivan?”

Lisa offered a hesitant hand. “Just Lisa, please. Thank you for com
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    Tom had always believed in stacking the odds in his favor. When he promised to fly in the best doctors for Mrs. Winchester, he hadn’t been bluffing. Before breakfast the next morning, the Sullivan driveway was crowded with black sedans and a single unmarked van, each bearing a quiet efficiency that screamed military precision.Dr. Elena Voss led the team—tall, composed, her dark hair knotted in a severe bun. She wore the plain white coat of a civilian, but Tom recognized the way she carried herself: alert, aware, never quite at rest. He’d served with her in another life, back when trust was a matter of survival and mistakes got people killed.Elena shook Tom’s hand with a firm grip. “General Sullivan. Or do I call you Mr. Sullivan now?”“Tom’s fine,” he said, managing a smile. “Thanks for coming on short notice.”She nodded, her gaze shifting to Lisa, who stood beside him, uncertain. “And you must be Mrs. Sullivan?”Lisa offered a hesitant hand. “Just Lisa, please. Thank you for com

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