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... a truth buried beneath the surface. Her gaze flickered across the room — my study, a gift from my husband, a sanctuary he swore was free of eyes and ears. No cameras. No bugs. Still, Sophia moved like a chess player doubting the silence of the board, her fingers tracing shadows as if secrets might be nesting in the corners.
But today, we wouldn’t be speaking of the veil over my vision.
"About the Bishops," she said, her voice still and deliberate. "They’ve cleaned the jet. The bo ...
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