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Chapter 15: Stay

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Rhian stood frozen, her eyes locked on Damon’s pale face. “Then they’re here for you,” she said, her voice trembling.

Damon turned from the window, urgency in his eyes. “No, Rhian. They’re here for us. They won’t leave witnesses this time.”

Her breath hitched.

Damon scanned the room quickly. His vision flicked over broken shelves, crates, rusted metal, and old debris—nothing useful. Nothing strong enough to barricade a real assault.

He gritted his teeth. “We have seconds, maybe less.”

Damon braced himself for the next wave of bullets, breath ragged, finger tight on the trigger—ready to fight to his last breath.

But then the shouting changed.

Not orders to kill.

But voices he recognized.

“Clear! We’ve got them—Damon’s in here!”

Heavy boots stormed in from the hallway, but this time it wasn’t the enemy. Black gear. Familiar faces. His men.

Damon blinked, the fog of adrenaline slowly lifting as four of them rushed to his side.

“Are you alright?” one of them asked, crouching beside him. A
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