Chapter 23 MIDNIGHT HEIST OF HEARTS

POV SYLVIE

The rain was a cold, relentless drizzle that turned the city of Astoria into a blurred painting of neon and shadows. It was 11:45 PM. According to the "Pragmatic Sylvie Belrose Handbook," I should have been asleep, resting for my morning exam on Administrative Law.

Instead, I was crouched...

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