Chapter 167: After Signing
Author: Nightingale
last update2026-09-10 00:25:46

Nathan's POV:

Tonight, at least, it stops costing anyone anything more, the man from the club had said, and slowly, one by one, the room began to empty around me.

~.~

The leader left first, two of his people falling into step behind him, the settlement holding steady in the small stack of paper he carried folded inside his jacket. Two hundred years of formal conflict, concluded in a hospital family room at midnight, ended not with a battle but with a signature and a quiet room going still.

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