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CHAPTER 90

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JONATHAN'S POV

"She's not undecided," Harold said, his voice grim. "She's fully aligned with Whitmore now. That puts him at six votes out of nine, Jonathan. Even if Sarah and Thomas both come our way, we lose. He doesn't need them anymore."

I set my phone down on the counter and sat there for a moment, letting the number settle into something I could actually process. Six votes. An outright majority regardless of anything Anna and I found in the next eight days, unless we could somehow flip a
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