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THE BODY THEY SEND

Author: Kammy
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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

THE BODY THEY SEND

“Sometimes they don’t take you to kill you. Sometimes they send you back to break everyone else.”

The body came at dawn. Not in a casket. Not in a bag. Just laid across the hood of an abandoned delivery truck at the edge of the estate’s south entrance like an offering, or a warning, or maybe both. The guards didn’t touch it at first. They didn’t need to. One look was enough. One glance at the bent arm, the broken fingers, the chain still hooked around the left wrist. No blood. No face showing. But the silence that settled across the courtyard told everyone watching what they already knew in their bones—that it was Rosa.

Emilia didn’t run.

She didn’t scream.

She walked out slowly, calmly, coat still half-buttoned, the wind tugging at her collar, and stared at the body like she expected it to sit up and explain itself. She stopped five feet away, eyes locked on the boots—mud-caked, one untied, the soles worn from constant movement. She knew tho
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