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Chapter 72
Author: GRACE
last update2026-05-13 15:25:19

The room was very quiet. It was the kind of quiet that feels like a heavy weight.

Silas Kapito lay flat on the metal beam near the ceiling. He was high above the floor. The grease on his hands was thick and black.

It smelled like an old factory. It kept his grip silent. He did not move. He did not even blink. His heart beat only twenty times every minute. He was a piece of the building. He was a ghost in the dark.

Below him, the room was full of purple light from the neon signs outside. The li
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