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The name echoed in the silence of the SUV, a pronouncement of a doom so vast and so deeply rooted in the past that it felt unstoppable. Liliana Moretti. The Serpent’s wife. The Hidden Queen. The woman who sat at the right hand of the most powerful man in our world was the same woman who had been orchestrating our destruction from the shadows for twenty-five years.
The realization settled on me not with a fiery rage, but with a cold, terrifying clarity. We were not just fighting an enemy; we were fighting the very system that governed our lives. Every ally was now a potential enemy. Every safe house was now a potential trap. The Commission, the one body that was supposed to maintain order, was compromised at its very heart. We were utterly and completely alone.
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