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Chapter 438 Crashing The Meeting
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... leton at the edge of the district, metal beams rusted, windows shattered, weeds growing through cracks in the concrete. Behind it, half hidden by collapsed fencing and years of neglect, was the entrance to the old subway tunnel.
The air felt colder there.
Irina stopped a few steps from the dark opening. Mikhail and Sergei flanked her automatically, eyes sharp, shoulders tense. The tunnel swallowed light. It looked like a throat leading into something that did not want to be distu ...
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