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Chapter 40: Three Names

Author: Kai
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 21:55:14

POV: Riley

We used the whiteboard.

Naomi's whiteboard, the one above her desk covered in diagrams I had never fully understood, wiped clean for the first time since I had known her. Ray stood at it with a marker in his hand and I sat on the edge of the bed with my knees pulled up, and Naomi sat in her desk chair turned backward, arms crossed over the back of it, watching both of us the way she watched a skater about to attempt something difficult.

"Every name," Ray said. "Every person you see o
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