Chapter 404 The Roundup
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The first arrests happened in the dead of night. No warning. No warrants. Just the thunder of boots on stairs and the splintering of doors forced open by men who moved like they had done this a hundred times before.

In Nablus, they took an old woman—the mother of a Knight who had died years ago. She had no connection to the Ariha attack, no knowledge of the Knights' current operations, nothing but the misfortune of having raised a son who had once fought for something he believed in.

In Ramalla
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