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They don’t take me back to holding.
That’s how I know something changed.
New escort.
Different tone.
Less distance.
More urgency.
No cuffs.
Just movement.
We leave the secure wing entirely.
Different building.
Different security clearance.
Different world.
The doors open—
And this time, it’s real.
Not temporary.
Not reactive.
Alive.
Screens everywhere.
Data flowing.
People moving with purpose.
This is where decisions happen.
This is where control lives.
Ronan is already there.
Of course he is.
He looks up the second I walk in—
And grins.
“Told you,” he says, “you’d break their math.”
Something in my chest loosens.
Just a little.
Then—
