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CHAPTER 82: GRANDMA'S ARMS.

Author: Royce Wrights
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-15 18:13:03

POV: Dalia Wellessley.

The air was damp in the stone-walled chamber beneath the manor, thick with mildew and the faint stench of blood. A single lightbulb swung from the ceiling, casting erratic shadows that twitched like ghosts on the walls. Dalia hung by her wrists from iron chains bolted into the ceiling, her arms numb, lips cracked, blood crusted beneath her nose. But it was not the pain that undid her—it was the sound of Aiden’s voice.

He stood before her, suit pristine, hands clasped behind his back like a man addressing a class of schoolchildren rather than a prisoner. His smile was slight, carved with precision.

“I thought you’d want to know,” he said smoothly, as if delivering a weather report. “Jayke bled out two nights ago. The bullet nicked the brachial artery. Poor thing didn’t stand a chance. Took him a while to die.”

Dalia’s breath caught. Her head lolled forward at first, her matted hair veiling her expression. A quiet, broken sound slipped from her throat.

“Liar,” sh
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