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... there—folded into the system like she’d belong.
Ava’s gaze locked immediately.
Sharp. Calculated.
"Why aren’t you dead?" she asked flatly. "You were killed, right?"
Angle smiled—not with amusement, but with teeth.
"Guess."
Her voice was low, patient, like a teacher waiting for the wrong answer.
Lucas didn’t even flinch. "Please. She probably had something prepaired like everyother military personal."
Angle glanced at him. "Not far o ...
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