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Ch. 22 – Blood on the Tiles

last update publish date: 2025-12-06 02:09:20

For a moment, everything stopped.

The mansion corridor—usually polished, quiet, almost museum-still—was chaos frozen mid-breath. The shattered vase lay in pieces, blood streaked across the marble like someone had dragged a paintbrush dipped in crimson, and the heavy scent of gunpowder lingered in the air.

Mark’s knees hit the cold tiles with a dull thud, his body folding forward as if his strength had finally evaporated. Mia dropped beside him instantly, her hand flying to his hair, pushing it
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