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CHAPTER 41 — Pressure Points

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CHAPTER 41 — Pressure Points

The phone vibrated again.

Jasmine didn’t open the message this time.

She stared at the screen for a long second, then did exactly what instinct—and survival—told her to do.

Screenshot.

The shutter sound felt louder than it should have.

Then she deleted the message. Cleared the chat. Blocked the number.

Clean. Controlled.

If someone was trying to scare her out of this world, she wasn’t giving them the satisfaction of panic.

She placed the phone face down on
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