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Chapter 71: The Cut Brakes

Author: Ammy gold
last update publish date: 2026-10-16 00:30:59

POV: Jeffery

I held my breath, pressing myself as flat as I could against the cold brick wall of the generator building. The footsteps inside the empty lot stopped for a moment, then eased as Marcus assumed the sound was just a stray animal scurrying over the dry gravel.

“Check the corner later,” Marcus muttered, his voice cold and impatient. “Right now, I need to know every detail about the car. I can’t have the police finding anything suspicious when they inspect the wreckage.”

I kept my ha
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