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Chapter 111: The Silent Intruder
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The glow of Julian’s desk lamp cut through the darkness of the study as he hunched over his laptop, analyzing the cryptic code from the letter. The night was eerily still, save for the occasional creak of wood settling or the wind brushing against the windows. The serenity felt like a façade, thin and breakable, as though the universe was holding its breath.

A sudden glitch on his security feed jolted Julian’s attention. The screen flickered, a momentary blank frame appearing before everything returned to normal. Instinct tightened his chest. He rewound the footage and scanned it frame by frame. At first, nothing. Then it hit him: a shadow moving just at the edge of the property, too quick and subtle to be random.

Julian pushed back from the desk, his heart a controlled thrum. He grabbed his gun from the concealed drawer and moved silently through the house, his sharp gaze inspecting every corner. Doors were locked, windows secured. Yet, the air felt charged, as though unseen eyes w
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