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The Morning Inspection

Author: Susanugwu72
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 23:53:18

The pale gray light of dawn finally broke through the mist, filling the bedroom with a cold, dim brightness that made the ruined walls look even worse. The white plaster dust had settled over everything, coating the overturned chairs and the torn mattress like a layer of dry frost. I sat on the very edge of the stool near the wardrobe, my hands tucked into the pockets of my trousers to hide the gold ring. I had not slept a single wink since the shooters left the floor.

The bedroom door opened s
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