2 septembre 2026

The Table That Went Quiet

That told Dominic everything he needed to know.

Not fear in the moment—but practiced survival. The kind learned over time, not surprise.

Bradley leaned closer to her again.

“You embarrass me less, and I might let you sleep tonight,” he said under his breath.

Alice gave a small nod.

The kind that cost something invisible.

That was when Dominic’s gaze sharpened slightly.

Not anger.

Assessment.

He had seen violence before.

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