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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN

Author: Iris Brown
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-18 23:09:40

Agent Brody’s POV

Those damned cursed brothers. I stumbled wildly in the woods, my entire body cut up. My mouth was swollen, and I couldn't see clearly from one eye, but I kept pushing forward.

I heard a rustling and moved faster. The knife I had stolen from the girl was clutched tightly in my hand, her blood still on it. Stupid bitch thought she could fight me? Even though I was badly injured, it was still very easy to overpower her.

“Fuck,” I groaned when I hit a rock, my body tumbling forward. I crashed badly, my barely healed wounds ripping open. I would definitely suffer a concussion or an infection after this, but not now. Not right now.

I stood up and looked down. I was naked, so I had to look around for something, anything that can stop the bleeding in my arms. I sighted a rope and I ran there, crossing the weak wool multiple times over my wound, trying to make it hard enough to catherize it. It was rough work, but it would do.

Think, Brody. Think.

I had to get away from here
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