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“Adam, I’m sick of your crap — FACE ME RIGHT NOW.” Kennedy’s voice blasted through the Senate like a damn expl0sion, cutting every whisper to zero

The chamber froze the moment Senator Kellan raised the final folder. Power shifted in a heartbeat. Careers, alliances, entire narratives suddenly dangled over a cliff no one saw coming. Every eye locked on those sealed pages. Every lie, every half-truth, every carefully buried detail trembled on the edge of exposure. And when he read the first line, Washington’s facade beg…

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