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MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 106
"Don't move, Leo."Ignatius’s voice cracked. The Beretta was a heavy weight in his hand, the barrel drifting toward the frost-covered grass. His knuckles were raw, bleeding from the earlier scramble, but his eyes were fixed on the boy."Is he going to hurt me, Mama?"The boy didn't look at Ignatius. He looked at Vesper. His small hand was tucked into her grey coat pocket. He stood perfectly still. No crying. No shaking. Just that cold, level gaze I’d seen in every mirror of the Volkov estate."He won't hurt you." Vesper’s fingers smoothed the boy's dark curls. She looked at Ignatius. A thin, sharp smile touched her lips. "He doesn't have the stomach for it. Do you, Ignatius? You spent three years in a cage dreaming of a life you’d never have. Did you ever dream of him?""I didn't know." Ignatius’s chest heaved. He looked at me, then back at the boy. "I never—""Of course you didn't." Vesper stepped forward, pulling Leo with her. "Cane wasn't a fool. He knew your 'devotion' to Rafferty
MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 105
"Who gave you the right to come here?"I stood in the shadow of a crooked oak, the German wind biting through my thin jacket. Ignatius didn't turn. He remained a statue against the low stone wall of the village square. He was staring across the street, his knuckles white as he gripped a rusted iron railing."I told you to stay at the chalet, Raffy." His voice was a dead, hollow thing. "The sensors were for your protection. Not for you to bypass.""I don't need protection from you." I stepped closer. My boots crunched on the frozen gravel. "And I don't need you to kill ghosts. I want to see them for myself.""There." He pointed. His finger was trembling. Just a fraction. "Look at the gate."I followed his gaze. A small school sat at the end of the cobblestone path. It was an old building, ivy-choked and quiet. A bell rang—a sharp, tinny sound that cut through the mountain air. Doors swung open. A flood of children in thick coats spilled out, laughing, screaming, puffing clouds of steam
MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 104
Get inside. Now."Ignatius shoved the heavy oak door. It groaned against the slate floor of the chalet. I stumbled into the dark, the smell of pine needles and stale cold hitting my face. Outside, the Swiss wind howled, a hungry beast clawing at the mountain."The perimeter is set." Ignatius didn't look at me. He was already at the window, his fingers twitching on the latch. "Don't touch the lights. Don't go near the glass. I'm going to check the thermal sensors.""We've been here four hours, Ignatius." I leaned against a stone pillar. My legs were shaking. Every muscle in my body was a tight wire. "You’ve checked the sensors ten times. There’s nothing out there but snow and dead trees.""That’s what they want you to think." He turned. His eyes were wide, the pupils blown. Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the freezing air. "The Debtors don't use dogs, Raffy. They use drones. Silent ones. If one red dot hits this wall, we’re done. Do you understand?""You're acting like a caged ani
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"Turn right! Now!"I slammed my back against the leather seat of the 250 GTO. The engine screamed, a raw, mechanical howl that bounced off the stone walls of the Rue de Rivoli. Ignatius didn't hesitate. He yanked the wheel. The tires shrieked, smoking as the car drifted sideways. We missed a parked Citroën by an inch."They're still on us!" Ignatius shifted. Hard. The gear stick clicked. "Black SUV. Two of them.""Lose them in the Marais." I leaned out the window. Wind whipped my hair into a frenzy. I raised the submachine gun. The world was a blur of yellow streetlights and grey stone. I squeezed the trigger. Rat-tat-tat. Sparks flew off the SUV’s grille. It didn't slow down."They have armored plates!" Ignatius floored it. The needle jumped. 150. 160. "Raffy, we can't outrun them on the straightaways. This isn't the island. There are people!""I didn't ask for a lecture!" I shouted. "I asked for a right turn! Take the alley behind the boulangerie!""It's too narrow—""Do it!"Ignati
MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 102
"Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"The receptionist at the Ritz Paris didn't even look up from her screen. She just slid the black keycard across the marble. I took it. My hand didn't shake, but the weight of the Sovereign ring under my glove felt like a branding iron."The Imperial Suite is ready."Ignatius didn't wait for her to finish. He grabbed the keycard and walked toward the gilded elevators. I followed. Every step on the plush carpet felt like walking on a minefield. Three years. Three years of glass walls and sterile air, and now the air in the Ritz smelled of lilies and expensive perfume. It was too sweet. It made my stomach turn."Ignatius, slow down." I stepped into the elevator just as the doors hissed shut.He didn't slow down. He turned and pinned me against the mirrored wall. The elevator surged upward. My stomach dropped. He leaned in, his forehead pressing against mine. He smelled of the hospital soap I’d spent months trying to scrub off my own skin."Three years, Raffy." His vo
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"Open it, Ignatius."Rafferty stood three feet from the glass. He didn't touch the magnetic lock. He didn't reach for the keycard. He just stood there, arms crossed over his white jumpsuit, watching the man on the other side."You left the tumblers loose." Ignatius didn't look up from the floor. He was kneeling. His fingers moved with a rhythmic, scratching precision against the edge of the reinforced frame. "Third pin is stuck. You’re getting sloppy, Raffy.""I’m giving you a choice." Rafferty stepped closer. His shadow stretched across the tile, bisecting Ignatius’s face. "The guards are changing shifts. The cameras in this hallway are on a thirty-second loop I programmed myself. You have ten seconds to decide if you’re a prisoner or a partner."Click.The sound was small. Final. The glass door slid back an inch. Ignatius stood up. He didn't look like a man who had spent years in a cage. He looked like a wolf that had finally figured out how to slip the collar. He pushed the door op
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"The tide took him, Ignatius. He’s gone."Rafferty stood by the window, his hand gripping the frame so hard the old wood groaned. Outside, the Atlantic was a flat, deceptive blue. No debris. No body. The storm had swallowed Julian whole and wiped the slate clean.Ignatius didn't move from the woode
Last Updated : 2026-04-05MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 67
"Hey! Turn that engine off and put your hands where I can see them, or my guys will open fire before you hit the sand!"Rafferty stood on the jagged edge of the pier, his voice cutting through the roar of the surf. The sleek black speedboat cut its thrusters, drifting toward the dock with a low, dy
Last Updated : 2026-04-04MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN 71
"Who the hell are you, and why are you touching my sand?"Rafferty gripped the porch railing. His knuckles turned a chalky white. Below, in the bay, a sleek silver yacht sat heavy in the water. It looked like a shark made of chrome. A woman stood on the shore, her designer boots sinking into the we
Last Updated : 2026-04-05MY BESTFRIEND’S BROTHER, MY RUIN CHAPTER 63
"You’re talkative today, Elias. Usually, you just grunt and point at the whiskey."Rafferty wiped a smear of blue paint from his thumb onto his stained apron. The wood of the bar top was cool, scarred by decades of spilled spirits and salt air. He leaned his weight on his elbows. His voice came out
Last Updated : 2026-04-02
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