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Mateo finally wrestled the phone out of Silas’s grip, glaring at him as he swiped to answer.

“Hello?” he snapped, voice low .

On the other end, a woman’s voice—professional, calm, but edged with urgency—spoke:

“Mr. Woods? This city Hospital. We’ve been trying to reach you. It’s about Silas—he’s now...

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