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Chapter 148 Caleb's Mercy
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2026-07-22 03:15:51Caleb reaches the relay floor before I do.
That should be impossible.
He is bruised, half-drowned, stripped of Trust authority, and carrying the kind of guilt that makes men either useless or reckless. Today, guilt chooses speed.
He hits the relay panel with both hands.
ACCESS DENIED.
The wall still knows his name.
It no longer respects it.
Mara slams into the floor beside him, burned wire in one hand, breaker rod in the other.
“Mo
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