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Chapter Twenty-One: Expendable

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The Red Velvet club was buzzing. Lights low, music pulsing soft and slow, the air thick with perfume and liquor. Raven moved through the crowd with practiced ease—head high, smile faint, just another girl working the room.

Then she heard it.

“Raven.”

The voice froze her mid-step.

She didn’t turn. Just glanced to her right—mirrored wall near the corner stage. There he was.

Ozzy.

Leaning against the far wall, watching her like a predator too lazy to pounce—yet. Then he moved. Started following.

Raven's chest tightened.

She turned away, pretending not to hear, and began walking faster, weaving between tables and dancers and drunk laughter. Her heels clicked over the marble as she slipped toward the back hallway, away from the crowd, the noise, the eyes.

She rounded the corner fast.

Milo stood there, talking to the janitor, pointing toward a storage door. He looked like he was giving instructions, tone casual but focused.

“Milo,” she said quickly, stepping toward him.

He turned, surprised
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  • Broken Wings    Chapter Twenty-One: Expendable

    The Red Velvet club was buzzing. Lights low, music pulsing soft and slow, the air thick with perfume and liquor. Raven moved through the crowd with practiced ease—head high, smile faint, just another girl working the room.Then she heard it.“Raven.”The voice froze her mid-step.She didn’t turn. Just glanced to her right—mirrored wall near the corner stage. There he was.Ozzy.Leaning against the far wall, watching her like a predator too lazy to pounce—yet. Then he moved. Started following.Raven's chest tightened.She turned away, pretending not to hear, and began walking faster, weaving between tables and dancers and drunk laughter. Her heels clicked over the marble as she slipped toward the back hallway, away from the crowd, the noise, the eyes.She rounded the corner fast.Milo stood there, talking to the janitor, pointing toward a storage door. He looked like he was giving instructions, tone casual but focused.“Milo,” she said quickly, stepping toward him.He turned, surprised

  • Broken Wings    Chapter Twenty: Names

    Raven locked the bathroom door behind her and pressed her back against the cool tile wall. The hum of the club was muffled here—just the bass thudding through concrete and the distant echo of laughter. Her stomach twisted, bile rising every time she remembered Ozzy’s breath on her skin, the way he leaned in like she was something he already owned.She squeezed her eyes shut and whispered to herself,“Hold it together. Just a little longer. Do it for them.”Gripping the edge of the sink, knuckles white, she breathed through her nose until the nausea settled. Her reflection stared back—composed, but only just.The door rattled with a knock. A voice followed.“Raven?” It was Cherry. “You okay in there?”Raven splashed cold water on her face. “Yeah… yeah. Just needed a minute.”Cherry waited outside, arms crossed and wearing a half-smile that faded the second Raven stepped out.“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Ozzy bothering you again?”Raven hesitated, then shook her head. “No. Just t

  • Broken Wings    Chapter Nineteen: Teach Me How To Flirt

    The dressing room was quieter than usual—most of the girls had already gone out front or were still fixing their makeup. Raven lingered near her locker, biting the edge of her thumbnail, eyes darting toward Cherry, who was lounging on the couch and scrolling through her phone in her rhinestone bra and platform boots.“Hey… Cherry?” Raven’s voice was barely above a whisper.Cherry looked up, arching a brow. “What’s up, baby bat?”Raven shifted awkwardly. “Can you… show me how to flirt?”Cherry blinked, then burst into a laugh. “You? Girl, Riko likes you all quiet and soft-spoken. I’m the one he hates—says I’m too damn shameless.” She smirked and tossed her phone aside. “Why would you wanna change that?”Raven hesitated. “It’s not for Riko.”Cherry sat up straighter. “Ooooh?”Raven’s cheeks flushed. “Forget it. Nevermind.”Cherry let out a low whistle. “Didn’t take you for the cheating type, sugar.”Raven’s eyes went wide. “No! I’m not—I wouldn’t—I just…” She leaned in, her voice sudden

  • Broken Wings    Chapter Eighteen: System Corruption

    The low hum of the station felt sharper that morning—like the city itself was holding its breath. Reyes leaned against the board cluttered with missing persons reports, his eyes fixed on a photo thumbtacked near the center. Cold cases. Forgotten names. But not to him.Morgan sat at his desk nearby, skimming paperwork, tapping a pen rhythmically against the edge of a file. The silence was broken by a brisk knock.Jonas, one of the forensic techs, stepped in, still in his lab coat, a clipboard hugged to his chest. His expression was tense.“Detectives,” he said, clearing his throat. “We pulled some results from the debris at the farmhouse.”Reyes turned immediately. Morgan straightened. “Go on.”Jonas stepped inside, lowering his voice. “We recovered fragments of old mattresses beneath the foundation—charred, degraded, but intact enough in parts. Took a while, but we managed to extract traces of biological material.”Reyes’s brow furrowed. “You get a match?”Jonas nodded. “Several parti

  • Broken Wings    Chapter Seventeen: And I Will.

    The door slammed open with a violent clang against the wall, making the girls inside flinch.Ozzy stood in the frame, his bulk casting a shadow over the dressing room. His face twisted in irritation, eyes bloodshot, breath sour with smoke and booze. He grabbed at the small figure beside him, shoving her forward with a rough hand.Dollface stumbled inside, her hair a mess, mascara smudged under her eyes. She looked smaller than usual. Broken. Her arms curled around herself, trembling.Ozzy’s voice boomed, gravelly and mean. “Get her ready for tonight. I don’t give a shit how—just make her look decent. She must be up on the stage tonight.”Raven stood frozen, halfway through slipping on her boots. Ivy dropped her lipstick, already moving toward the shaking girl.Ozzy scowled, scanning the room like it offended him. “Fucking cop comes around and suddenly no one knows how to do their job. Always sticking his nose where it don’t belong. Always at the worst time—ruining the mood. Ruins the

  • Broken Wings    Chapter Sixteen: I Can.

    Raven’s eyes snapped open to silence.She lay still, heart pounding, staring at the ceiling as her ears strained for any sign of him—Riko’s boots, the bathroom door, the creak of leather from the couch. Nothing.She shifted slightly, muscles stiff from the night before. The dull sting in her arm reminded her of what came after—the familiar burn where he’d slipped the needle in, like a twisted lullaby.She sat up slowly, letting the sheets fall away from her. For a moment, she just sat there—her skin cold, her chest hollow.Then: Sophie.Her breath caught.She stood fast, unsteady, and padded through the apartment—checking each room like prey checking for a predator.Bathroom: empty. Kitchen: quiet. Living room: undisturbed.She moved to the window and parted the curtain with two fingers. Riko’s car was gone.Her chest loosened just enough for her to breathe again.She rushed back into the bedroom, dropped to her knees, and reached under the mattress. Her fingers closed around the burn

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