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The remote hung in the air between us like evidence at a crime scene. I held it there with Spectral Reach, the pale amber construct extending invisibly from my hand while I tried not to look like a guy caught making out with his housemate’s daughter.
"Well," Diane repeated, her blue eyes tracking the floating remote, "this certainly explains a few things."
The tension cracked. Her shoulders relaxed as her lips curved into a genuine smile—the kind that rarely appeared in her agency profile photos. Something in my chest loosened. I’d expected suspicion or at least skepticism, not this immediate acceptance.
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