Chapter 25 - System Initialisation
Author: DukePen
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The drive home took longer than it should have.

Emily kept both hands locked on the wheel, knuckles pale against the cold plastic, but her mind had stayed behind in that dim apartment — Luke standing at the door, his expression giving away nothing, and herself, crying into his chest like a fool, the same night their divorce was finalised.

She exhaled, and it came out unsteady. Discipline was the job: stay level, stay professional, don't crack in front of a suspect. And don't almost kiss your ex
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