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59. A Bullet Between The Eyes.

Author: AlphaKelly
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-27 18:32:03

Castle

As soon as I stepped through the double doors at La Iglesia, the hushed murmurs crawling beneath the high ceilings died instantly.

The scent of wood polish, dust, and old blood hung in the air as I moved slowly and deliberately toward the head of the long table, my boots thudding softly against the floor.

They were already seated: Rowan, Fernando, Raymond, and Kaito. Their eyes flickered toward me, then away just as fast. They were all nervous, except Rowan.

That bastard looked straight at me like a man who thought he had already won.

I dropped into my chair and leaned back. The room pulsed with tension, thick enough to suffocate on. And I just sat there, scanning their faces, letting the silence drag on.

I wanted them to squirm, and they did. Chairs creaked as they shifted uneasily in their seats and their fingers twitched on the table. Only Rowan remained still.

“For the first time in a long while,” I said, voice low but firm, “I didn’t call this meeting. That’s new.”

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