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The house had been awake for twenty minutes before she moved.
She could hear it—the building’s morning layer, distant and structural, the sounds of other people starting their days in rooms she could not see. The boiler. The east wing corridor. Someone in the kitchen, earlier than usual, moving with the particular efficiency of a person who knew the layout well enough not to think about it.
Val.
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