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Chapter 10: The Trapdoor Beneath Silence

Penulis: The Phenomenal Writer
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Smoke from the explosions curled into the sky like serpents, thick and choking. The blast had shaken the street, breaking windows and sending debris flying like shrapnel. The Interpol building was still standing, but the warning was clear: Sebastian Vaughn wasn’t running—he was declaring war.

Adrian pulled me back against the concrete wall. “We need to move. Now.”

I nodded, my hands trembling. The adrenaline hadn’t faded, but the fear had turned into fire. Vaughn wasn’t just playing defense. He was hunting us.

Wren, pale and limping slightly, emerged from the building behind us, flanked by Luca and Amara. She was still recovering, but the rage in her eyes made her look invincible. “He wants to make us afraid. Let’s show him he picked the wrong targets.”

We escaped through an underground parking lot, using Amara’s pre-planned exit route. She never went anywhere without one. A black unmarked van waited, engine humming. We climbed in, and as the city chaos receded behind us, a grim sile
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