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Chapter 59. Running out of time.

Author: Michy himyz
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-26 21:56:35

**Shawn's POV**

The heat is punishing. I can feel my skin blistering, and my lungs protesting the superheated air. But I push forward, squinting against the brightness.

Bodies.

Three of Victor's men are down—Rodriguez, Santos, Martinez. Not moving. The explosion caught them full force.

But Victor—

I see him. Just inside the entrance, partially shielded by the doorframe. He is unconscious, his clothes smoking, but alive.

I don't think. Just act.

I grab his collar and drag him away from the inferno. He's heavy but adrenaline makes me strong. I haul him across the concrete, away from the flames.

When we're far enough, I lower him to the ground.

"Victor. VICTOR." I pat his face, checking for breath, for pulse.

He's breathing. Shallow but steady. His pulse is there but weak.

But his wounds—

Fuck.

Burns cover his arms, his chest. Blood seeps from a gash on his forehead. And unlike me, he's not healing. The wounds stay open, angry and red.

Which means the explosio
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