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Chapter 64

Author: authorchomzy
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-19 17:16:45

Trigger Warning: Graphic Violence, Torture, Emotional Trauma

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Jace stood rigid, and every nerve in his body strung tight as a bowstring. His eyes locked on Justin.

Justin was still slumped in the chair, head rolling forward, water dripping down his chin. Lorenzo’s men, towering and faceless in the dim light, obeyed their boss’s sharp command. A second bucket of water splashed over Justin, and this time, he jolted upright, sputtering and gasping. His chest heaved, his bound wrists straining against the ropes that cut into his skin.

“Lift him,” Lorenzo ordered.

The guards hauled Justin and the chair upright, slamming the wooden legs against the concrete floor. Justin coughed, shaking his head like a wet dog, his eyes glassy but alive.

Lorenzo stepped closer, his sharp suit almost mocking against the ruin of the place. His voice was calm, but the menace under it was unmistakable.

“Justin, I’m done playing games with you. Tell me what you know about Victor Crane. Why did he giv
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