Chapter 13 - The Threshold of Judgment
The blinding white light from the corridor made Julian squint painfully, raising his cuffed hands to shield his eyes. As his pupils slowly adjusted to the glare, Victoria’s silhouette solidified into sharp focus. She stood in the center of the open doorway, her hands clasped neatly in front of her tailored blue blazer, her amber eyes scanning the interior of the vault with cold, analytical detachment.
Her gaze dropped to the shattered glass ampoule glittering on the dusty floorboards, then shifted to
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