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CHAPTER TWENTY: FAULT LINES
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2025-09-02 13:59:34
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Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 225: THE FLIP
Jared pressed his back against the truck as he calculated his next move, his breathing slow despite the adrenaline pounding through his veins.He knew better than to make a blind dash across open ground. Against an elevated marksman, even an inexperienced one, running wildly was just an easy way to get a bullet in the back. He needed to locate the precise firing position before thinking about making an offensive move.He peered up at the windows of the car in front of him, using their reflections to survey the elevated structures behind him.There were too many possible positions: rooftops, windows, a mall, fire escapes…He paused on the multi-story parking garage and narrowed his eyes. That was the most likely position.It was high enough for a clean angle, close enough to maintain accuracy, and most importantly, it gave the shooter multiple escape routes.But he still needed confirmation.Slowly, he pulled off his jacket, making sure to make no sudden movement, then raised it just
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 224: PREY
Jared sat alone in a sticky booth in the back corner of the dive bar where he could watch the entrance, swirling the lukewarm beer left in his bottle.He had stopped at this rundown watering hole on the outskirts of the city solely because it was the kind of shady joint where everyone minded their own business. No working cameras, curious patrons or staff, nor unnecessary conversations.The pain in his jaw and split knuckles reminded him of the attack he had survived at his previous motel the night before. At first, he’d assumed they were Troy’s hitmen. But the moment the brawl started, he knew something was off.The way the men had moved in fluid formation, covering each other’s blind spots and communicating through silent hand signals... made him know he was dealing with a trained team fast.He had survived only because a motel staff member had knocked at the perfect time, causing a distraction that gave him the upper hand. What bothered him the most wasn’t how clean of any trace
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 223: THE SHADOW IN THE PANTRY
“Shit, another one?” Beck muttered under his breath, a flash of apprehension washing over his face as he read the news blog talking about the official found dead on his phone.His jaw tightened as he stared at the screen. “Can’t wait for them to get that fucking Voss next, though,” he hissed as he lowered his phone.He pressed his fingers into his eyelids with a tired sigh before dropping his phone, looking back down at the laptop balanced precariously on his lap. He cringed as he rested his fingers on the keyboard. They were trembling faintly with an erratic rhythm he couldn’t seem to turn off, the nail beds raw from being bitten to the quick.Shaking off the discomfort, he continued his task. He froze, quickly lowering the brightness of his laptop screen, and he held his breath when footsteps suddenly echoed through the hallway outside the broom closet he was currently hiding in, hoping it wasn't Myla looking for him again. He was already in trouble with her for refusing to take
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 222:THE VOID
“Two weeks,” Hayden muttered with a sigh as he leaned back in his office chair and stared at the ceiling, counting the days the way he had started doing without meaning to. Thirteen days since Jared had disappeared for his lone wolf mission. Ten days since his video interview aired, and that single text that had arrived on Beck’s burner number warned them about aerial surveillance and snipers before going silent again completely.Two weeks of managing Beck… which was more like trying to drive a car with a stuck gas pedal and no brakes He closed his eyes briefly and pressed two fingers against the bridge of his nose.Hayden had always known Beck was deeply codependent on Jared, especially when it came to managing his mental health struggles. But he had not realized how much deeper that dependency had grown during their years alone, when he had pulled back when courting Myla.When Jared was present, Beck’s particular brand of restlessness had somewhere to anchor. When Jared was not, i
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 221: THE ECHOES OF JUSTICE
Troy chuckled. “You really think surrendering yourself is going to make all of this disappear?” Troy hissed, his voice devoid of any warmth.Jared’s expression hardened.“No.” He replied, casting a glance at Brandon, who was glaring at him with pure hatred, before looking back down at the phone screen. “I think it gives you what you’ve wanted from the beginning. Me.”A heavy, suffocating silence stretched over the line. For several seconds, the only sound in the room was the faint hum of the refrigerator somewhere in the kitchen and the soft purring of the cat curled against Jared’s lap.Then the cat finally seemed to grow bored with Jared’s lack of attention. It stretched lazily, climbed down from his lap, and disappeared through the curtained doorway again.Jared barely noticed, his entire focus on the phone.“I have more pressing issues to deal with first, Sergeant.” Troy finally replied, his voice completely indifferent to Jared's offer. "I'll let you know when I’m ready.”Jared’
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 220: ENEMY TERRITORY (ii)
“Well,” Brandon said, his voice dry as he theatrically swept his hands in front of him as though he were a butler welcoming guests into a palace ballroom. “Welcome to my humble abode.”Jared ignored him, his eyes scanning the modest living room as he shut the door behind him. The room was sparse enough that he could see every corner in it. It had just one curtained exit leading into other sections of the house. Brandon quietly set his keys on the narrow table beside the entrance. “I know it’s different from the luxury you’re used to after selling your soul,” he muttered as he walked deeper into the room, as if there wasn’t a knife at his neck. “But you don’t have to be such an obvious snob.”“Who else lives here?” Jared asked, eyeing the man’s movement intently. “My wife isn’t home at the moment,” Brandon replied evenly. Jared took in the dusty furniture, clean squares on the wall that showed that there used to be pictures there before, the empty beer bottles, and clothing article
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