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Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the asphalt as you moved toward the estate gates, the night clinging to them like a second skin. The quiet broke. ‘Ahem. Where are you going, kitten?’ Maya’s voice sliced through the wet dark, displeasure sharpening every word. She materialized from the gloom, her gaze narrowed and assessing, with Sloane a solid, silent shape at her back—a barrier of coiled vigilance.