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Chapter 9

Author: Joe Michael
last update publish date: 2025-10-03 15:32:58

The Call from the Past

The night pressed on like an unwelcome guest. The lights shining bright in Lucien’s mansion, but Alexei saw none of it. His body sagged into the couch, head heavy, arms draped like weights. He had run rooftops all week, his blades wet, his clothes carrying the scent of gunpowder and fear. Spying, killing, vanishing—again and again until even the hard callus in his chest felt bruised.

Sleep took over him in waves. The leather couch swallowed his frame, and his eyes, half-s
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