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Nightfall Return
The sun had long dipped below the tree line when Liam returned to the edge of the river. He’d parked his truck a mile away, using a narrow deer trail only seasoned locals would know. The air buzzed with frogs and crickets. Every footstep was calculated. Liam’s fishing knowledge hadn’t prepared him for espionage, but his instincts felt sharper than ever.
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