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I stood in the center of the empty loft, stripping myself of the modern world.
I placed my burner phone, my encrypted laptop, my smartwatch, and even my digital key fob on the glass conference table. Nia stood beside me, running a handheld, military-grade bug sweeper over my clothes. It beeped softly, confirming I was completely clean of any transmitting devices.
"This is a terrible idea, Jake," Nia said, her voice tight with anxiety. She lowered the scanner and looked a ...
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