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Chapter 23: A Taste of Normal
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Shattered chain Chapter 24: Closer Than We Think
The next morning, the apartment was quiet—but neither of us really slept. Carter paced, barefoot, tension crackling off him like static. I watched from the kitchen counter, nursing a lukewarm cup of tea I didn’t remember making. “She didn’t follow us,” I said softly. “At least, not that we saw.” “That’s the problem.” He rubbed a hand down his face. “She didn’t have to.” There was a new kind of fear in his voice—one I hadn’t heard before. Not the panicked kind that came from bullets or being hunted. This one was colder. Smarter. Because it meant someone was playing a longer game. “She smiled at me,” I murmured. “Like she knew something.” “She probably did.” I stood and crossed to him, pressing my hands to his chest. “Then we figure it out. Together. Okay?” His hands came up, holding my waist. “Together,” he echoed. I leaned into him. “We don’t run anymore.” He kissed me—slow and deep. “No. We fight.” Michael called an hour later. “I know who she is,” he said without preambl
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-24Shattered chain Chapter 25: Beneath the Surface
The sun hadn’t fully risen when we left Michael’s safehouse, the streets still ghostly quiet. The city felt smaller, quieter, like the looming threat had pressed down on everything—making the familiar seem distant, and the dangerous, close. Carter drove, his hands tight on the wheel, his jaw set in that way that told me he was thinking—thinking too much. His focus was all sharp lines, all shadows. I could see it in the way his eyes darted to every mirror, every car that passed. “You’re not sleeping again,” I said softly, my hand resting on his thigh. His fingers twitched. But he didn’t pull away. “I’m fine.” “You’re not,” I said, squeezing his leg. “You’re carrying too much. Let me help you.” He glanced at me briefly, his lips curling into that small smile I loved. “You already do.” I turned away, watching the city blur past, the cold breeze from the cracked window ruffling my hair. “Michael’s right,” I said. “This Elena—she’s not just some freelancer. She’s someone’s eyes. Some
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-24Shattered chain Chapter 26: Under the Surface
The next few days blurred into a haze of strategizing and sleepless nights. Michael’s leads on Vasquez had hit dead ends more often than not, but we couldn’t afford to sit still. Elena Varas wasn’t just a ghost in the system anymore. She was a force, moving through the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. And we had to be ready. Carter had been quieter lately. Not in the way he used to be—shutting down or holding back—but in the way someone does when they’ve accepted that the storm is coming, and there’s nothing left to do but face it head-on. We spent hours going over every possible scenario—how we’d take down Vasquez, how we’d neutralize Elena. But it always came back to the same thing: we needed leverage. And we didn’t have it yet. It was late afternoon when Michael called with an update. He’d found something—a name, a location, a possible way into Vasquez’s network. “I’ve been digging through some older files,” Michael said, his voice low. “Vasquez has a private c
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-24Shattered chain Chapter 27: Shadows and Deals
The tension in the air after Elena’s departure was thick, like a cloud that refused to lift. We had just gotten a glimpse of the true scale of the game we were playing. Elena wasn’t just a ghost in the machine—she was a player, and her boss, Vasquez, was more dangerous than we’d ever imagined. But tonight wasn’t the night to play their game. Not yet. “Stay close,” Carter muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning the ballroom as if the room itself might be hiding a weapon. I nodded, my own senses heightened. The gala had transformed from a mere social event to a battleground in the blink of an eye. And though we had been invited as part of the crowd, we were anything but welcome here. The realization sat heavy on my chest, but I couldn’t afford to dwell on it—not yet. The evening had turned into a delicate dance of movements, of subtle steps and whispered conversations. We were part of the game now, whether we liked it or not. The only question was how far we would go to win. Ca
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-28Shattered chain Chapter 28: The Price of Power
The room felt like it had suddenly closed in around me, the air thick and suffocating. Vasquez’s smile, that sharp, predatory grin, made my heart race. His words were calculated, measured—each syllable laced with a dangerous edge that sent a chill crawling down my spine. “You’ve made a dangerous mistake,” he repeated, his gaze flicking between Carter and me. “I don’t take kindly to people poking around in my affairs, especially people who think they can outsmart me.” Carter’s hand tightened around mine, but his face remained unreadable, calm. I could feel the tension vibrating through him, like a string stretched too thin, ready to snap at the slightest provocation. This was no longer just a mission. This was a direct challenge. “I’m not here to make mistakes,” Carter said, his voice smooth, but with an edge that cut through the air like a knife. “We’re here because you’re a liability, Vasquez. Your empire’s coming down.” Vasquez chuckled, a low, dark sound. “You think you can tak
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-28Shattered chain Chapter 29: In the Eye of the Storm
The silence that followed Vasquez’s threat hung over us like a storm cloud, dark and suffocating. The room was alive with the soft murmur of conversations and the clink of glass, but all of it seemed so distant now. The only thing that mattered was the man standing in front of us—Vasquez, the man who had woven his influence into every corner of the city. And the two men now slowly regaining their footing behind him, their eyes locked on us with murderous intent. Carter stood unwavering, his posture tense but still composed, his hand firmly gripping mine. I could feel the pulse of his heart under my fingertips, strong and steady, like a promise. But beneath the surface, I knew we were both on the edge. This was the moment where everything could change. It was no longer just a game. It was survival. “You’re bold,” Vasquez said, his gaze cold, measuring. “I’ll give you that. But boldness only gets you so far.” I could hear the warning in his voice, but it didn’t scare me. Not when Car
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-28Shattered chain Chapter 30: Into the Abyss
The city felt different now, quieter in the dark hours of the night, like it was holding its breath, waiting for something. Maybe it was just me, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that we had crossed some invisible line. Once you step into the world of power, violence, and corruption like we had, there was no going back. The road ahead was unclear, and with every step we took, the stakes grew higher. We made our way through the narrow alley, shadows creeping around us like old enemies. Carter kept close, his hand never leaving mine. His grip was strong, but I could feel the tension beneath it, the unspoken fear that we were dangerously close to losing control. “What’s our next move?” I asked, breaking the silence that had settled between us. The question had been gnawing at the back of my mind for hours. After tonight, nothing would be the same. Vasquez had given us a glimpse of just how far he was willing to go to protect his empire. And I knew it wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. C
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-28Shattered chain Chapter 31: The Weight of Betrayal
The morning came too soon. The cold light of dawn slipped through the curtains of the small apartment, casting long shadows across the room. I woke slowly, the fog of sleep still clouding my mind, but the sense of dread that had taken root in my chest the night before never truly left. Carter was already awake, sitting at the small kitchen table, his head bent over a map of the city, a coffee cup forgotten beside him. He had a way of diving into his thoughts, losing himself in strategy and planning. It was something I admired, but today, it felt more like a shield, an armor against the chaos that was closing in on us. I slipped out of bed quietly, my bare feet brushing the cool floor as I walked over to him. His back was stiff, his posture rigid. I could tell he hadn’t slept much. The weight of everything we had been through—the danger, the secrets, the lies—had worn him down, even if he refused to admit it. “Carter,” I said softly, not wanting to startle him, but needing to break
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Shattered chain Chapter 40: The Deal
The building was eerily quiet as we stepped inside, the fluorescent lights overhead humming softly. My pulse quickened, and I could feel the tension radiating between Carter and me. We’d made the decision to face our past, but now that we were here, standing in the place where it all could change again, I could feel the weight of it press down on me. Langford’s office was sparse—an unremarkable desk with a few scattered papers and a large window overlooking the city. It was the kind of place you’d expect a man like him to have. Clean, efficient, and entirely devoid of warmth. Langford himself was already waiting for us, seated behind the desk, his expression unreadable as we entered. His sharp eyes flicked over us, his gaze lingering just a moment longer on Carter, then me. "Well," Langford said, folding his hands together. "I assume you have a reason for reaching out after all this time." Carter didn’t say anything, but I could feel the tension in his body as he stood beside me.
Shattered chain Chapter 39: Into the Unknown
The days passed like ripples in a quiet pond. Each morning, the sun would rise, casting its golden light through the trees and into our cabin, reminding me that we were still alive, still breathing, still here. The world felt smaller now, confined to the space we had carved out for ourselves in this remote corner of the world. The distant hum of civilization—of life before—had all but faded into the background. But even in this peace, there was still something that lingered in the shadows. The world was not as forgiving as it seemed. No matter how far we ran, how hard we tried to outrun our past, there were always reminders that we couldn’t escape it entirely. Carter noticed it too. He always did. One evening, as we sat on the porch, watching the last light of the day slip away, he turned to me with a quiet intensity in his eyes. "Winnie," he began, his voice low, "We can’t keep pretending like it’s all over." I met his gaze, my heart skipping a beat. "What do you mean?" He leane
Shattered chain Chapter 38: New Roots
The days bled together in a haze of quiet routines. It was almost as if the world had forgotten us. The noise of the city, the sirens, the ever-present fear of being caught—it felt like a distant memory now. The cabin was small, tucked away in the woods, isolated from the rest of the world. And though the simplicity of it offered a certain peace, there were moments when the stillness felt almost suffocating. We were supposed to be starting over. But even in this solitude, I could still hear the echo of everything we had left behind. The choices we had made, the blood that stained our hands, and the lives we had altered. And yet, there were moments when I felt like I could breathe again. Moments when I would catch Carter’s gaze across the room, his eyes soft and warm, and for a brief moment, I would believe that maybe we could have the life we dreamed of. Together. Free. I was lying on the couch, scrolling through the news on my phone. Nothing too shocking—just the usual political d
Shattered chain Chapter 37: A New Beginning
The decision felt like it came too soon, but deep down, I knew it was inevitable. We couldn't stay. The city, once so full of life, now felt like a prison. Every corner, every shadow held the memory of what we’d done, who we had become. The police, the enemies still lurking in the dark corners of our past, and even our own doubts—it was all closing in. But I wasn't afraid. Not anymore. As Carter and I stood in the dimly lit apartment we’d briefly called home, I found myself staring out the window. The world outside seemed oblivious to what we had just gone through. Cars sped past, people laughed and talked on their phones, as if nothing had changed. But everything had. “Are you ready?” Carter’s voice broke through my thoughts, steady but filled with an undercurrent of uncertainty. He was standing by the door, his hand on the handle, ready to leave. His bag was already packed, and I could see the familiar determination in his eyes—the one that had gotten us through everything. But t
Shattered chain Chapter 36: Rebuilding
The city had never felt quieter. We walked through the back alley, the sounds of the world outside muffled by the thick walls of the warehouse. Sirens wailed in the distance, but the chaos that had erupted earlier seemed like a lifetime ago. I hadn’t realized how much I’d been holding my breath until the silence settled in, finally giving me the space to feel what I had been avoiding: the weight of everything we had done. Carter’s hand brushed against mine as we walked. The touch was a comfort, but it also felt like a lifeline, pulling me out of the dark thoughts swirling in my head. We had fought so hard to get here, to put an end to everything that had haunted us. Yet now that it was over, a part of me felt lost. I glanced at him, trying to gauge his thoughts, but his expression was unreadable, his jaw tight as he focused on the path ahead. His face was bruised, his clothes stained with blood and sweat, but there was something in his eyes—something softer than I had seen before.
Shattered chain Chapter 35: The Aftermath
The world felt eerily quiet after the chaos of the night. The gunfire, the shouting, the tension—it all seemed to dissipate in an instant. As I stood in the center of the warehouse, staring down at Vasquez’s lifeless body, the reality of what had just happened began to sink in. It was over. The man who had haunted our every step, the one who had caused so much destruction and pain, was finally gone. But instead of feeling relief, all I felt was a hollow emptiness. Was this what winning felt like? The sound of footsteps drew me out of my thoughts. Carter was by my side in an instant, his face hard, but there was something else there—something I couldn’t quite place. I could see the exhaustion in his eyes, the way his shoulders sagged slightly, as if the weight of the world had just been lifted, but it had left him drained. “Are you okay?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended. He glanced at me, a small smile tugging at his lips, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I should b
Shattered chain Chapter 34: The Final Confrontation
The room seemed to close in around us, the air thick with tension. Vasquez stood in the center, his cold eyes locked on us, a smug grin spreading across his face. He had been expecting us. He always knew how to stay one step ahead, but now it was his turn to face the consequences. Around him, his men stood in a loose formation, guns at the ready, watching us like predators circling their prey. But even they seemed wary of the situation. They knew what Vasquez was capable of, but there was something different in the air tonight. The endgame had begun, and no one was safe. Carter didn’t hesitate. Without a word, he moved into position, his gun steady in his hand, aimed directly at Vasquez. I stayed close behind him, my own pistol raised, my fingers cold with fear and anticipation. I had never been so close to the end of this nightmare, but now that it was here, the fear was overwhelming. The uncertainty about what would happen next gnawed at me, but one thing was certain: this would b
Shattered chain Chapter 33: The Calm Before the Storm
The drive to the warehouse was silent, the weight of the night’s events pressing down on us. The city passed by in a blur of lights and shadows, but all I could focus on was the building we were heading toward. The place where it would all come to an end. Or where we would meet our doom. Carter’s hand gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw set in a hard line. The tension in his body was palpable, and I could see the slight tremor in his fingers. He wasn’t showing it, but the strain was there, buried beneath the surface. I wanted to tell him that we were going to make it through this, that everything would be okay. But I couldn’t. Not when I wasn’t sure myself. The warehouse loomed ahead, a dark silhouette against the night sky. Its metal walls were scarred with rust and neglect, the windows dark and lifeless. It looked abandoned—an unassuming place to house a kingpin like Vasquez. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that was exactly what he wanted. A place to b
Shattered chain Chapter 32: The Edge of the Knife
The streets of the city had never felt as dangerous as they did that morning. Every corner, every shadow seemed to hold a threat, and the tension in the air was thick, like the calm before a storm. As Carter and I made our way through the bustling city, we both knew that every step we took could be our last. We were on the edge now, walking a fine line between survival and destruction. We didn’t speak much as we moved. Words felt insufficient, like they might break the fragile peace we had fought so hard to build. Our bond was deeper than anything I had ever experienced, and the weight of that love seemed to tether me to him in ways I couldn’t explain. But even as our hearts beat in sync, our minds were consumed with the task at hand. We were hunting Vasquez’s contact. If we could find him, we might finally learn where Vasquez was hiding, where his next move was going to be. The contact, a man named Lyle, was someone Carter had worked with in the past. He was dangerous, unreliable,
