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Chapter 23: From the Inside First

Author: Kesi King
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 21:30:37

Serena’s POV

"The logistical lag in the western sector is averaging forty-two minutes per shift," the supervisor said, his voice bouncing off my ears instead of entering them. He tapped a stubby finger against his clipboard. "If Reyes Consulting doesn't account for the manual override times, the audit is going to flag a deficit that doesn't exist."

"I'll factor it in," I said.

My voice sounded too thin. Too distant.

I wasn't looking at the numbers on my tablet. My eyes were fixed on the shippin
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