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chapter One hundred
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Elias leaned back in his chair, the soft hum of the office building around him feeling strangely distant. The meeting had just ended, and the project was moving forward—progress had been steady, though there was a sense of unease in the air that Elias couldn’t quite shake. He knew something was off, but the weight of everything else had kept him from fully addressing it.

He glanced across the room, where Grady stood near the window, staring out at the city. There was a tension in his posture, a quiet tension that hadn’t been there before. Elias had noticed the change, but it was subtle—Grady was always guarded, but now there was something else in his eyes, something Elias couldn’t place.

It wasn’t that Grady was pulling away. Not exactly. He was still present, still engaged, but there were moments—brief, fleeting—where Elias caught him lost in thought, or distracted by something that Elias couldn’t reach.

He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. He wasn’t sure when the first crack had
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