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... ion of the encounter still thick in the air. Their chests heaved as they drew in labored breaths, the toll of the confrontation etched into their weary faces. Each man sought a moment of reprieve—Joe slumped into a chair, his arms resting limply on the table; Wren leaned heavily against a nearby counter, gripping its edge for support; and Crowley sank onto a stool, his shoulders sagging as he wiped sweat from his brow.
The exhaustion they felt wasn’t merely physical. Crowley’s powerful n ...
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