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Chapter 15: Forced Alignment
The war room smelled like blood and gun oil.
Raven stood in the center of the chaos, ribs throbbing where the rifle butt had caught her, lip still bleeding from where she’d bitten it. The torn black silk dress hung off one shoulder, exposing too much skin. Sweat slicked her body. Her pulse hammered so hard she felt it in her teeth.
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