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Chapter Fifty-Two.

Author: Lucy Biebie
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 03:00:00

​THE CORNERED RAT.

​Derek’s POV.

The cheap plastic telephone receiver felt heavy and cold in my shaking hand as I listened to the busy signal tone coming from Emma’s private number, and I slammed it back onto the small nightstand with a loud curse because she had completely blocked my line just hours after taking Gina from the shelter, leaving me entirely stranded in this disgusting motel room on the edge of the city. The room smelled terribly of old cigarettes and c

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