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A Prey For My Enemy Nostalgia
Chapter 7: NostalgiaI reached out and touched the sleeve. The fabric was incredibly soft, smelling faintly of fresh detergent and absolutely nothing else. No perfume. No trace of home. No trace of my mother. No trace of anyone.That hurt most of all.My fingers clenched around the wool. Mama's hands flashed across my mind—not that she had ever done our laundry, but she used to fold my messy heaps of clothes left around my bedroom just in defiance of the maids. My knees completely buckled under the weight of the memory. I sank to the floor right there, hiding my face in the hanging cardigan.They were gone. Mama and Papa. The whole dining table. The blood on the white cloth. The heavy fork still in my hand when the door opened. I breathed in the clean detergent, tasting nothing that belonged to my old life, and let the tears come. It was a quiet, steady leaking that soaked straight into the wool. I hated how warm it felt. I hated how much I wanted to keep holding it even though it cam
A Prey For My Enemy The Moving Coffin
Inhale for four. Hold for four. Exhale for four.One. Two. Three...I remembered some stupid self-help book about anxiety I'd skimmed through once. I got all the way to forty-three before I wanted to laugh hysterically."What a joke," I whispered. Then, louder, my voice steadier than I felt, "What a fucking joke. Do you do breathing exercises before you shoot people, Kain? Or does it just come naturally?"I stared at the back of his head. I kept waiting for him to open the door and do something worse than he did to my parents, but he just sat there, his hands resting perfectly on the steering wheel.“Why didn’t you kill me?” The words didn't even sound like mine. “You killed them all. Why am I still here? Why am I in this car, you murderer?!”His eyes met mine in the rearview mirror again.This time, there was no shadow of guilt. Just a cold, blank look. Like I wasn't even a person to him. Just a piece of luggage he had to deliver.His silence was suffocating me.Needing to break it,
A Prey For My Enemy Danger Zone
Kain doesn’t wait for me to answer. He hooks his fingers into the collar of my sweater and drags me backward into the master bedroom just as another volley of automatic fire punches a neat line of holes through the drywall we were leaning against. White plaster dust blasts into the air, thick as winter fog, clogging my throat and making my eyes sting.The back window of the bedroom is already smashed. One of Kain’s scouts must have kicked it out from the outside before the shooting started. Cold, wet mountain air drags through the room, lifting the curtains like ghosts.“Go,” Kain grunts, slamming his back against the bedroom doorframe to give me cover. He fires three blind shots down the hallway. Boom. Boom. Boom. The percussion hits my teeth. “Don’t look down, Tatiana. Just drop.”I scramble over the sill, the broken glass biting into the palms of my hands, but I don't feel the pain. Adrenaline is a chemical engine screaming in my ears. I slide over the wet siding of the roof, hit t
A Prey For My Enemy Turning Point
The electronic click of the house lock dropping code hits my brain before my eyes even snap open.The room is pitch-black. The low hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen has vanished, the digital clock on the nightstand is dead, and the house has gone totally, chillingly cold.Kain is already up. He didn't just wake; he materialized out of the sheets like a ghost. His massive hand is clamped flat over my mouth, the skin smelling of sweat and iron, his weight pinning me down to the mattress so I don't make a single sound. His heart is hitting his chest like a sledgehammer, but his body is completely frozen.“They’re inside the wire,” he whispers right into my ear canal, his breath freezing my skin. “Elias sold us out. Dmitri just pinged me before the jammer hit. The house is surrounded.”I don't scream. I don't even blink. I just nod against his palm until he releases my face. My jaw is shaking so hard my teeth click together, the sound amplified by the dead, suffocating silence in the
A Prey For My Enemy The Road Ahead
The three SUVs move through the twisting mountain roads like a pack of ghosts cutting through the early morning fog.Kain’s got his most cold-blooded, trusted guys spread across the convoy, enough heavy artillery and medical crates in the trunks to take down a small police station. I’m shoved into the passenger seat of the lead truck, my boots kicking an empty shell casing on the floorboards, while Kain’s massive, scarred hand just stays flat and heavy on my thigh as he maneuvers the wheel. The silence vibrating between us isn't that awkward, twitchy kind—it’s just pure, lethal focus. We both know exactly what kind of blood is going to get spilled before this week is over.I watch the blurred grey pine trees whip past the glass, my head just looping back to those four days in the cabin. The raw, messy whispering in the dark. The way his face looked when he told me he loved me. The smell of the plastic melting into the embers when we burned that damn ledger. It all feels like a movie I
A Prey For My Enemy Shadows Closing In
The next few days are just this bizarre, suspended joke of a peace.We actually fall into a routine in this rotting wooden box. Mornings start with thick coffee and quiet, raspy talking before the sun even clears the trees. Afternoons are spent staring at maps on the kitchen table—tracing escape routes, picking apart whatever we can remember about my mother’s bank accounts, and checking the loyalty of the few runners Kain still trusts. Evenings end with us just tangled in the sheets, whispering these ugly, raw confessions that slowly try to glue the broken pieces of our heads back together.But the peace is made of glass.On the fourth night, Kain’s phone lets out that sharp, violent chirp right as I’m clearing the dinner plates. He yanks it off the counter, his shoulder instantly locking up as he listens to the static on the other end.“Dmitri,” he says, dropping the phone back onto the wood with a heavy thud. “Your mother’s rats are moving faster than we thought. They’ve slapped a b
A Prey For My Enemy Prey Claws
-KAIN- My gun slid across the wet asphalt. The sharp, metallic sound echoed loudly under the heavy concrete roof of the underpass. I just stood there, staring. First, I looked at the weapon soaking in the puddles. Then, I looked at her. Tears were cutting clean, jagged tracks through the thick g
A Prey For My Enemy Human Or Not
TATIANA I struggled against his hold. "Let go of me, you psychotic bastard." "Stop," he said, his voice cracking. "Just… stop. Please." I went entirely still. The word *please* sounded foreign coming from him, like a prayer from a devil who’d forgotten the script. He tilted my face upward, his r
A Prey For My Enemy Stolen Property
Kain The crosshairs of my rifle were fixed precisely between Boris Solakov’s eyes. He was sitting in the VIP lounge of his private club, completely unaware that he had less than an hour to live. I breathed out, slow and steady, matching the rhythm of the city traffic below my
A Prey For My Enemy Stockholm
-Tatiana- “You’ve been different lately,” Julian said softly, his voice full of concern. “The way you look at him sometimes… it worries me, Tatiana.” I shrugged, tracing the rim of my glass. “I’m surviving. That’s the most I can do in this situation.” “No, it’s more than that.” He leaned in, eyes
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