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Chapter 30: The Dock’s Silent Call.

Author: Ren Fredda
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 16:28:44

The truck moved slowly along the narrow coastal road with its headlights turned off. Moonlight broke through thinning clouds and painted the asphalt in long silver ribbons.

Dean kept both hands steady on the wheel. His eyes flicked constantly between the road ahead and the dark shoulders on either side. Alex sat in the passenger seat with a rifle resting across his lap.

He scanned the trees for any sign of movement. In the back seat, Jenna sat between Lily and Elena. No one spoke. The only soun
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