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Chapter 27 - Amaya

Author: Bryant
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The sun had barely cleared the trees when I stepped outside. Alan’s hoodie pulled over my head, and the sleeves were still too long even though I’d rolled them once already. Dew clung to the grass, sparkling like it had secrets to keep, and the air had that crisp, charged stillness that always came before something big, like the city holding its breath from miles away, waiting to see what we’d do next.

The safehouse door shut quietly behind us. Alan walked beside me, a duffel slung over one shoulder, his free hand gripping Rufio’s leash as the puppy trotted at his side like a soldier reporting for duty. The SUV Makayla had left for us was parked just down the drive, black, sleek, and unassuming—the kind of car that blended in anywhere, from backroads to boroughs.

I opened the back and started loading our bags—posters, backup signs, a box of printed flyers, and Alan’s battered gray folder with everything Makayla had sent encrypted to his laptop last night. It felt surreal, putting pro
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They knew Vittorio was going to try something to ruin their peaceful protest. And if Amaya hadn't acted quickly to keep things calm, he would've had his way.

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Karina Vazquez
That quick thinking by Amaya save the protest for now, it was close to ensuing chaos. Definitely planted on purpose to make them fail.
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Kim Homer Grimm Krupa
Damn that was intense thank gawd for Amaya's quick defusing the situation she is what Alan needs loved this chapter more more more lol ...
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