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Chapter 196

Author: Christie Bassey
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-20 17:10:19

LUCA

I sat across from him, elbows digging into my knees, watching the way he squirmed in the chair.

His wrists were tied behind his back, shoulders pulled tight, and every time he shifted the wood creaked like it might split under him.

Sweat trickled down his temple, cutting lines through the dirt on his face.

His shirt was already stained dark at the shoulder where my bullet had gone through. The smell of iron swirled around him, but it was more the blood, the metal and the fear oozing from him.

I had my gun resting across my thigh, still warm from firing it, my fingers tapping lazily against the trigger guard.

I didn’t even need to point it at him. I could see that my silence was already doing the work.

“Go on.” I nodded at him.

I heard Vector shuffling a few steps away, and I turned to see that he had lit a cigar. He wasn't interfering, but he didn't need to.

It wasn't his family that had been in danger.

His lips parted, then closed again, trembling like he couldn’t decid
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