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Chapter 20 - The Afforded System

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Chapter 21 - Whispers in the FlourThe morning sun had barely begun to color the crest of the Monongahela River when the first delivery truck pulled up to the rear loading dock of Bellweather Bakery. It was 3:45 AM. Inside, the air was warm and heavy with the rich, yeasty perfume of slow-fermenting sourdough and toasted rye. Rowan Mercer stood before the massive brick hearth, his wooden peel moving with rhythmic, practiced grace as he loaded sixty loaves into the roaring stone oven.
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Chapter 23 - The Grain Blockade
Chapter 24 - Mountain Convoy
Chapter 25 - The Saboteur’s Shadow
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