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THE NAME ON THE LIST
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2026-06-27 09:23:17~~NICCOLÒ~~
The first thing I did was curse, and I did it loudly enough for the word to echo throughout my room. The outburst was sharp enough that I heard someone pause outside my door before quickly continuing down the corridor.Matteo remained standing in front of me, looking entirely unsurprised by my reaction."Check the security cameras again," I ordered immediately."We already did.""Check them a third time.""They've been wiped."<
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