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Chapter 89: The Collapse

Author: MeritAbi
last update publish date: 2026-05-24 18:10:06

POV: Evans

David hit the floor hard, and I heard it from the corridor before I even got through the door.

Valarie was standing over him, the gun still in her hand, her chest heaving. David was on his back, one hand raised, his expensive suit wrinkled and his face finally stripped of that calm, calculated look he always wore. He looked ordinary. Small, even.

"Where is she?" Valarie said again, and her voice had no shake in it this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about," David said throug
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