Chapter Sixty- Three What Remains

Kael’s POV

The file was still on my desk when Malric came back in.

The same file I’d been staring at for an hour, edges bent under my thumb, coffee gone cold beside it.

He didn’t knock, he never does. He just leaned against the doorway and said, “You should look at this.”

I didn’t look up. “Ano...

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