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A Breath of Fresh Air

Penulis: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-08 18:15:50

Michael’s POV

I stood by the curtain, barely pulling it aside, just enough to peek out through the gap.

I had spent half an hour over thinking what was going outside Ashley’s apartment.

Outside, parked across the street like a pair of loyal guard dogs, sat Fernando's men in their dark car.

Same one every day.

It seems they had stopped their usual rotation with Marlo, Emilio and Mortis.

I wouldn't be surprised if Marlo had tried to convince Fernando to stop trying to look for me and put his energy elsewhere, perhaps towards his empire which he us desperately trying to rebuild.

I looked intensely at the car, squinting my eyes just so I could make out their faces but it was almost impossible.

The car windows were tinted black, rims matte, the engine always idling just low enough to be felt rather than heard.

Their presence had become a fixture of my new life in hiding, a permanent blot on the view from Ashley's apartment.

My heart thudded with a familiar mix of rage and helplessne
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