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He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

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He’d built me into it.

The Voice From the Tablet

The operator set a disruption collar around the device under the truck, then stepped back. Another man snapped pictures and relayed coordinates. Procedure. Tight. Clean.

My tablet flashed with a video request on secure channel.

VOSS.

Not a file.

Live.

I accepted.

His face filled the screen. Older, heavier around continue reading …

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