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Chapter 32: Ghosts of the Contract.

Author: Ren Fredda
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 00:31:39
The words rang in her skull long after the call ended.

"There's a price on your head, Sherry."

She couldn't breathe.

The hotel bed felt suddenly too warm. The silence between her and Enzo was too loud.

She stood, bare feet pressing into the plush carpet, heart hammering as she paced to the window. The night outside was a velvet lie, quiet, cold, too still for the chaos unravelling inside her.

"They want me dead," she said softly.

Enzo didn't flinch. He sat at the edge of the bed, shirtless, head bowed, hands clasped like he was praying or suppressing violence.

"I'll increase protection," he said.

Sherry turned sharply. "Protection isn't the problem, Enzo. You are."

His head lifted slowly.

"What happened to me and to us wasn't supposed to be like this. I didn't sign up to be hunted or trapped in someone else's war."

His voice was flat. "No, you signed a contract."

She stared. "You're really going to throw that in my face right now?"

He stood. "That contract saved your compa
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