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Chapter Two hundred and twenty one

작가: Blessing. B
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JEREMY'S POV

The sound of a car engine wakes me up.

The couch beside me is empty. I sit up fast, my head spinning and scan the rooms.

The kitchen is dark and the hallway empty. The door to Emily's room hangs open. Damien's is the same.

I bolt for the back door and yank it open just in time to see taillights disappearing around the corner. They didn't wake me. They didn't wait.

"HEY!" I shout into the cold night. "Where the hell are you going?!"

The car doesn't slow down. I'm sure they did
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    DAMIEN'S POV I push open the heavy doors and step inside. The prison corridor is dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant and despair. I make my way toward the cell block where Samson was held, my footsteps echoing off the concrete walls. When I reach his cell, I stop. The door is open. Inside, a body lies on the floor, covered with a white sheet. Two guards stand nearby, their faces grim. "Mr. Cross," one of them says, stepping forward. "We weren't expecting you." "I need to see him." "Sir, I don't think—" "I said I need to see him." The guard exchanges a glance with his partner, then nods reluctantly. He pulls back the sheet. Samson's face is pale, his eyes half-open, his mouth frozen in a silent scream. I stare at the body, my mind goes blank. He's dead. He's actually dead. The threats he made, the promises to find Leah, to take her, to.… all gone. He can't hurt her anymore. And yet, I feel no relief. Only a cold, hollow emptiness. Elric's face flashes

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