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Unseen Witness

작가: Lee Ray
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-12-26 02:43:28

Chapter 71: Unseen Witness

Ethan ran until his legs lost their rhythm and his lungs screamed for mercy. The cold air sliced into him with every breath, and the pain in his ribs throbbed like a hot iron jammed under his skin. The world blurred around him—streetlights, parked cars, the faint glow of dawn seeping across the skyline. He stumbled behind a parked delivery van several blocks from the apartment building and collapsed to the ground, clutching his side as a violent cough tore through his chest.

He tasted blood. Metallic. Warm. Bitter.

A reminder of the sledgehammer that had nearly turned his ribs into gravel.

He rested his forehead against the cold side of the van, panting, trying to steady the shaking in his hands. He was alive. Barely—but alive. That single fact felt like both a blessing and a punishment.

When he could finally force his fingers to move, he reached into his jacket and pulled out the small satellite phone. His vision swam, but he managed to press the pre-
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