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Zara’s POV

I kept my hand on the door handle.

Cassian waited.

There was no accusation in his voice, which made the question more irritating.

“Did you follow him?”

“No.”

“Then how do you know how he looked?”

“I passed him near the west corridor.”

“Convenient.”

“He was carrying a folder and l...

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