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Chapter Fourteen: The Price Tag

Auteur: Amara Story’s
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-06 20:23:13

For a fraction of a second, the room froze, caught in the aggressive hum of four phones vibrating at the exact same time. It wasn’t a normal notification. It was that heavy, urgent buzz that instantly makes your stomach drop.

The buzzing stopped. Nobody dared moved.

Silas still didn’t lower his gun from the doorway where we all stood, his eyes darted down to the screen clipped to his vest. Across the room, Elias was already looking at his phone, his face draining of whatever color it had lef
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