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CHAPTER INE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR

Penulis: Iris Brown
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-07 23:00:51

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE

ACHILLES POV

There was a kid at the window, eyes blown open, his phone in his hands. Xiomsr followed by gaze and found him too.

“You think that was live?”

I grunt and turn. “Put your pants on, we have to go find him,” I said angrily. How stupid could they be? Fucking behind a fast food joint?

How stupid was I to join?

I walked quickly to the front, fast enough to see the curly headed child running through the other entrance, his red McDonald's uniform giving him away.

Lyla and Xiomar caught up with me. “Go to the car, Lyla. Well deal with this,” I hissed.

“But I—’

'“No buts, gk now.”

She hissed at me angrily, but finally turned in that direction. “Let's go.”

My younger and freshly fucked brother smiled. “Sure boss.”

The kid was trying to start a motor bike furiously.

“Trying to go somewhere?”

He rose his head up, and his eyes widened when he saw who it was. “Oh shit.”

This motherfucker took off running. I chased after him, my side hurting from my
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