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Chapter 238 – Ghosts We Don’t Bury

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************************* Mack’s POV*********************

Henry didn’t keep me waiting. He never did, not when the air between us hummed like this—thick with unspoken things neither of us had the stomach to pretend away.

The old study smelled the same as it had when I was a boy—polished mahogany, leather, faint traces of cigar smoke clinging to the walls like the memories that lived here. The fire in the grate was low but stubborn, embers glowing a sullen red, and Henry stood with one arm braced on the mantel, a glass of whiskey turning slow in his other hand.

“Close the door,” he said without looking at me. His voice was calm, but it had that dangerous stillness that only came when Henry was already several steps ahead of you.

I shut it, the click loud in the quiet, and walked to stand opposite him. “We need to talk about your wife.”

That got his eyes on me. Not a blink. Just a slow lift of his gaze, dark as the ocean before a storm. “Eve.”

“Don’t play neutral with me,”
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