Chapter 90 Flood line

Chapter Ninety: Floodline

The first shelf crashing was the sound of a decision.

The second was war.

Water burst from the ceiling.

Not a drizzle.

Not a leak.

A violent white torrent.

Within seconds, the room changed.

Paper curled.

Boxes collapsed.

Ink bled.

Decades of stolen identities beg...

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