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2026-01-09 23:00:21Isaiah
“Why are you awake?” Zella grumbled.
I brushed my thumb across Zella's temple, watching her eyes flutter close. "Sleep, Princess."
She mumbled something in protest, scooting closer to me.
"I have some work to finish. Nothing for you to worry about." My phone buzzed against my thigh with another message from my PI.
She sighed as I stroked her hair, and within minutes, she was fast asleep again. I looked back at the picture on my phone screen, and my jaw clenched. There she was, my Zella, shaking hands with a tall blonde man. The scar running down his face was clear. It was the same bastard who had sabotaged my nuclear plant and was after me.
Another message popped up from my private investigator.
“Alexander Harper. No prior records before 2018. Complete ghost.”
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