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... > Seven days earlier, the city throbbed with its usual chaos—honking horns, glowing billboards, the steady hum of life that never seemed to pause. But for Henry Jackson, the noise barely registered. The world around him felt strangely still, as if holding its breath.
The sun was sinking low, painting the skyline in hues of amber and rose as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartment building. The day had been relentless—meetings, packing, signing documents, making sure every last de ...
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