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Deadly Message

Penulis: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-22 18:10:29

Ashley's POV

The wind carried a damp, earthy scent through the cracks in the battered front door as we pressed ourselves against it, trying to catch a glimpse through the narrow hole in the wood.

I could barely see much — just the faint shimmer of light bouncing off someone's gun, the shape of bodies lurking in the scattered woods surrounding the old mansion.

It felt too quiet, like the world itself was holding its breath.

I exchanged a glance with Mortis, then Emilio.

Marlo’s jaw was tight, his dark eyes focused on the woods as though sheer force of will alone could make our enemies appear.

“It’s been fifteen minutes,” Mortis muttered, lowering his gun just an inch. “I think we’re in the clear. Maybe they gave up.”

“Yeah,” Emilio chimed in. “Or maybe they’re regrouping. Either way, it’s gone quiet.”

I let out a humorless laugh.

“You think Andrew is the type to give up? He’s out there, watching. Waiting for us to screw up. That’s his favorite game.”

Both Mortis and Emilio shot me
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