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Her heart hammered. If she flagged this, the system would log her query. If she said nothing, the device could rupture, kill the imposter, and erase the evidence.

Elara felt the floor drop. This wasn’t a medical implant. It was a listening device — vascular-grade, the kind she’d only read about in leaked intelligence reports. They stood in silence for a heartbeat

"Who is the patient?" Mercier asked.