Chapter 29 Tomorrow. 6 AM.

"Audrey, look—"

"Bruce." Audrey stopped mid-stride, and Bruce halted beside her. She turned to face him, and something in her expression—weary, guarded, done—made his practiced smile falter.

"If this is about work, you have five minutes." Her voice was quiet, controlled. "But if you want to talk a...

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