2 septembre 2026

The Man Who Came Back From the Grave

The door opened almost instantly.

Matthew King was already there.

He hadn’t slept.

It showed in the sharpness of his eyes, in the tension of his jaw, in the way he looked at the folder in her hands like it contained something explosive.

“You’re on time,” he said.

“I said I would be.”

He stepped aside.

“Come in.”

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