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Growing Distrust

Derek stayed seated, gripping the small USB drive like it might suddenly explain itself. The metallic surface caught the light, gleaming cold and unyielding. His silence only made the room feel darker. Maddy stopped pacing long enough to glance at him. In that moment, it wasn’t just the men in suits she didn’t trust anymore. It was the courier, the note, even the strange technology itself. Maybe, she realized, it was Derek too.
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