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... cent of cold paper and polished wood filled the room, and for a few precious minutes, Reina allowed herself the luxury of silence. Her fingers traced the rim of the untouched glass beside her, the remnants of her earlier indulgence forgotten.
Then—the comm-stone embedded in her desk pulsed, a low, deliberate vibration that resonated through the heavy wood.
An Anchor contact.
High priority.
Reina sighed under her breath, steeling herself. She pressed her palm light ...
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