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Chapter 133: A Respite Among Strings
Author: Drew Archeron
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Kerrigan leaned back in her seat, glancing out the tinted windows of the SUV as it weaved through the bustling streets of Jinstain. Today’s plans were a deliberate escape from the relentless tension that had gripped their lives—meetings, lawsuits, and the looming threat of the Benedicts.

She needed a reprieve, a chance to reconnect with something that brought her peace. Today, she was determined to take that break, and she knew just the place.

Sorcha sat beside her, ever vigilant, her sharp eyes flickering between the road ahead and the side mirrors. Evelynn was driving, her usual carefree demeanor tempered by the gravity of their surroundings.

Kerrigan couldn’t help but notice how Sorcha’s posture softened slightly, the tension easing just a bit as they moved farther from the heart of the city.

“Where are we headed today, my lady?” Sorcha asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

Kerrigan smiled, turning to her with a lightness that had been absent for weeks. “A small violin shop I ador
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