REINE
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Reine had taken to helping Mitch with the extended Marlowe network's documentation in the weeks following Selin's rescue, finding a specific satisfaction in the careful, methodical work that reminded her, in its better moments, of the political training her father had once forced on her — except now aimed at protection instead of manipulation.
She was three hours into cross-referencing property records when she found the discrepancy.
"Mitch," she called, not looking up from the screen. "Come look at this."
He crossed the room fast, reading over her shoulder with the specific focused speed he brought to anything that might matter.
"This property," Reine said, pointing at a listing buried in decades-old territorial filings. "It's registered to a shell company, but the origin
