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a's

rms folded across her chest, eyes trained on the blinking floor numbers. Her thoughts we

rs ago. Zayne had vanished, left without a

ns to me, Lana, it

with paranoid thoughts, company secrets, and a final note scribbled in re

e to the truth. That's why he disappear

a masked her face in neutrality. No

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Confrontation i

ssed immaculately, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Za

vote," Zayne said c

plied smoothly. "The board think

either met his eyes. Only Papa J, standing

ur moment?" Zayne ask

ng to the center, "that legac

ess. "Is that what this

. This is about truth. About what

rced deeper t

you know

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t – Lana A

n's old journal-worn, annotated, and dangerous. Her fingers hovered over a particular

exha

," she whispered, "none

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