Chapter 41

Ethan's chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. His fists throbbed from the force of his punches, and his heart raced with adrenaline.

He looked at Emily, who stood by his side, her face marked with bruises and scratches.

"We did it," she said, a smile breaking across her face.

Ethan nodded, relief flooding through him.

"Yeah," he said. "We did."

The sound of police sirens echoed in the distance as they waited for the authorities to arrive.

Ethan's mind raced as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. He had thought that their past was behind them, that they had finally moved on.

But it seemed that the mastermind had other plans.

As the police took the men into custody, Ethan and Emily watched, a sense of closure washing over them.

It was finally over.

Days turned into weeks as they settled back into their routine. But despite the sense of closure, Ethan couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was a sense of unease