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Chapter Twenty-Eight: The First Task
Matilda stepped out of the private club, the weight of the envelope in her coat pocket. The city hummed around her—cars rushing past, neon signs flickering in the distance. But she wasn’t thinking about any of that. She was thinking about the people she had just sat across from. The Consortium had power, but they had made one mistake—they thought she wanted to be part of their world. They didn’t realize she intended to take it from them. Nico fell into step beside her. "So? What’s the play?" Matilda pulled the envelope from her pocket, breaking the wax seal. Inside was a single sheet of paper. A name. An address. A target. She read it once. Then again. A slow smirk spread across her lips. "Looks like they want to see how far I’m willing to go," she murmured. Nico leaned in, glanci
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