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SCORCHED SILK

The Lockdown

East Wing Corridor, Late Evening

The door slammed behind her with a finality that made her bones ache.

Click.

Valentina whipped around just in time to hear the metallic grind of the bolt locking her inside. Her hand hit the thick oak panel hard.

Valentina (banging): “Adriano! Are y...