Chapter 50

Later that evening, when the kids had been tucked in, and Aliya clutched her bunny like a lifeline, my burner phone buzzed.

A number I hadn’t saved—but I knew the pattern. Joe Smith. My ghost from the past. Hacker. Fixer. The man who knew things no one else should.

I stepped onto the balcony, away f...

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