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CHAPTER 13: THE ATTACK

Author: E. O. Black
last update publish date: 2026-07-17 15:53:27
The car smelled like gunpowder and rain.

Zara’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking.

The folder was in her lap.

38 hours left.

POV: ZARA

Damien was driving.

Marcus was in the passenger seat, gun ready, watching the rearview.

And she was in the back.

Alone.

No one spoke.

Not until they were inside the penthouse.

Doors locked.

Guards at every entrance.

Then it hit her.

She threw up in the bathroom.

Nothing came out.

Just fear.

Damien knocked.

"Zara?"

"I'
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