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The Man Who Doesn’t Miss
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The silence after the lights returned didn’t feel like relief.It felt like exposure.Aruna stood exactly where the man had left her, her pulse still uneven, the imprint of his grip lingering faintly on her wrist. It wasn’t pain that unsettled her—it was the certainty behind his touch. He hadn’t grabbed her to control her. He had done it to prove something.And the worst part?She didn’t fully understand what that something was.Dante hadn’t lowered his weapon.His eyes moved across the room with sharp precision, scanning every angle, every shadow, every possible exit point. The tension in his posture hadn’t faded—it had deepened. What had just happened wasn’t a failure of execution. It was something worse.It was confirmation.“They let us see exactly what they wanted,” Marco said quietly, breaking the silence.Dante didn’t respond.Aruna finally moved, stepping back slowly, her thoughts racing. “No,” she said. “Not exactly.”Both men looked at her.She lifted her gaze, steady now de
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The plan did not feel like a plan.It felt like exposure.Aruna stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection as if she was trying to recognize something that had always been there—but hidden beneath layers she never questioned. Her breathing was steady, controlled, but her mind was anything but. Every word Dante had said replayed in fragments. Built. Designed. Meant for this world.She didn’t believe it.She refused to.But she couldn’t ignore it anymore either.Behind her, the room moved quietly. Preparations were already underway. Dante’s men worked with precision—checking comm lines, positioning surveillance feeds, mapping out the environment they were about to step into. Nothing about this operation was rushed, but nothing about it was safe either.“You’re thinking too much.”Dante’s voice came from behind her.Low. Controlled. Too calm.Aruna didn’t turn immediately. “You say that like I have another option.”“You do,” he replied.“Which is?”“Trust the plan.”She
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The night didn’t end when they escaped the collapse.It followed them.Clung to them.Refused to let go.The safe house felt different when they returned—no longer a place of control, but a temporary shelter from something far larger than either of them had anticipated. The air inside was too still, too quiet, as if even the walls were listening now.Aruna was already waiting.She hadn’t moved far from where she had been when the comm line went silent. The moment the door opened, she turned sharply, her eyes locking onto Dante as if confirming he was real. Alive.For a second, neither of them spoke.Then she crossed the distance between them.Fast.“You said you were fine,” she said, her voice tight, controlled only by effort. “That didn’t sound fine.”Dante didn’t respond immediately.He studied her face instead—every flicker of emotion, every sign of what she had gone through in his absence. Fear. Anger. Relief. All of it layered in a way that made something inside him tighten.“I’m
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Darkness didn’t come all at once.It crashed.Violent. Suffocating. Total.Dante’s world shattered into fragments of sound and pressure the moment the ceiling gave in. The force threw him sideways, his shoulder slamming hard against concrete before the air was ripped from his lungs. Dust filled everything instantly, thick and choking, turning sight into nothing but blurred shadows.For a second—just one—there was no control.Only impact.Only instinct.Then his body reacted.He pushed himself up, ignoring the sharp protest in his ribs. The structure around him groaned, metal scraping against stone, pieces still falling in irregular bursts. Somewhere nearby, a beam collapsed with a deafening crack.“Marco!” Dante’s voice cut through the chaos, raw and commanding.No response.Only the sound of shifting debris.“Status!” he barked again.A cough. Then—“I’m here,” Marco’s voice answered, strained but alive. “Pinned—left side.”Dante turned toward the sound immediately, moving through th
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“Positions.”“Perimeter secured.”“Thermal scan active.”“Movement detected, east wing.”Dante didn’t slow his steps. “Numbers.”“Minimal outside,” Marco answered, walking beside him, voice low but fast. “Too clean.”“Meaning?”“Either abandoned,” Marco said, “or staged.”Dante’s jaw tightened. “It’s staged.”Aruna’s voice cut through the comm line. “You knew that before you left.”Dante didn’t respond immediately.“Answer me,” she pressed.“I suspected,” he said.“And you still went?”“Yes.”“That’s not strategy, that’s a gamble.”“No,” Dante replied, stepping through the broken outer gate. “It’s control.”“Control?” Aruna’s voice sharpened. “You’re walking into a place they prepared.”“And I’m the one they prepared it for,” he said calmly.A pause.Then Aruna again, quieter this time. “That’s exactly what worries me.”Marco signaled two men forward. “Clear the entrance.”“Already on it,” one guard muttered.A heavy door creaked open.Darkness waited inside.Dante stepped in first.“
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The night did not feel like it belonged to the living. It stretched endlessly beyond the walls of the safe house, heavy and suffocating, as if something unseen had already begun to move beneath the surface of the city. Aruna stood by the window, staring at the distant lights that once felt ordinary. Now, every flicker seemed like a signal. Every shadow, a threat. The truth Marco had revealed hours ago refused to settle inside her. It circled her thoughts like a storm she couldn’t escape—her mother was alive. Not missing. Not lost. Hidden. And someone had decided she would never know. Aruna pressed her palm lightly against the glass, her reflection faint against the city’s glow. For years, she had mourned someone who was never truly gone. She had cried over a grave that might not even hold a body. She had believed in an ending that had been carefully scripted for her. The weight of that realization didn’t just hurt—it hollowed her. It made everything she thought she understood fe
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“Stay behind me.”Dante’s voice was low, controlled, but there was no room for argument.The shattered glass on the floor glittered under the dim light. Footsteps echoed from the corridor outside the safe house, heavy and deliberate. Someone was inside. No hesitation. No warning.Aruna’s fingers ti
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The cold metal of the maintenance walkway vibrated beneath Alina’s hands as she steadied herself.Above them, the bridge still echoed with distant movement—Arun’s soldiers regrouping, searching for the invisible sniper who had turned their battlefield into a shooting range.But down here, beneath t
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Gunfire echoed across the bridge.The first assassin screamed as he collapsed, clutching his bleeding shoulder.Panic exploded among the remaining riders.“Sniper!” one of them shouted.Another dove behind his motorcycle, firing blindly toward the shadows beneath the bridge.But it was too late.Ar
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Arun didn’t answer immediately.Victor’s voice lingered through the phone like smoke—calm, patient, dangerously amused.Inside the car, the city lights slid across the windshield as Arun pulled to the side of the bridge and stopped the engine.Silence filled the vehicle.Alina could hear her own he
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