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THE PRICE OF RUNNING

Author: RomanWrites
last update publish date: 2026-03-27 05:28:30
CHAPTER EIGHT: THE PRICE OF RUNNING

The car had been searching for what felt like hours.

The city had gone dark, streetlights flickering on one by one, and still no sign of him.

Lorenzo pressed his forehead against the window, his eyes burning from scanning every shadow, every corner, every face that wasn't the one he needed to see.

Anya sat beside him, tablet in hand, her fingers moving constantly…calling guards, checking updates, coordinating search teams.

She was good at her job…effic
RomanWrites

Lorenzo moving suspicious in the last scene. I thought this should be his first time 🤔🤨😒 I feel bad for Anya, two adult stress her life…I imagine her with long dark hair, sharp nose and cheekbones…wait why am I talking about Anya too much…bye 😭👋

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