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Chapter 112 - Shadows in Sanctuary
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The Devil's Game Chapter 115 - The Decoy
She pulled into the side of a high-security warehouse moments later. No logos. No guards in sight. But cameras tracked her every move.As she stepped out, her coat billowed in the wind like a cloak. Her heels clicked against the pavement, each step punctuated with purpose. She entered the warehouse, where a digital display on the far wall lit up with maps, camera feeds, and heat signatures.A tall, wiry man with silver-rimmed glasses turned. "We activated the trackers. Eleanor’s burner pinged an untraceable satellite. Military grade."Lisbeth's mouth twitched. "Of course it did. Get the trajectory. Calculate a 10km radius of her last known exit point.""Already working on it."She faced the screen, her arms crossed."She’s not stupid," she muttered. "She knew we’d watch her. So why be so blatant?""Because she wanted to be seen," said another analyst. "A show of confidence. Or a decoy.""Then find the real trail. Use Ayra’s biometrics. Voice imprint. Heat profile. Anything. She couldn
The Devil's Game Chapter 114 - News Spreads
The soft, calculated murmur of conversation drifted through the hall of the Blackstone Hotel in Vienna. Businessmen in tailored suits sipped whisky. Lucian stood by the window, phone in hand, unmoving. The skyline stretched before him, a sea of glittering glass, but his focus was entirely on the name that had just echoed in his ear."Ayra."Nico's voice was quiet but urgent on the other end of the line. "She's gone. Slipped out last night during the fire. We just confirmed it."Lucian turned from the window slowly. "Gone?""We’ve tracked the incident to Eleanor Cartwright. She’s taken her. Possibly drugged. We got video confirmation—her license plate matches. Our men saw her exit a pharmacy with Ayra. She’s in disguise. They couldn’t follow, but they got enough to ID."There was a beat of silence.Lucian’s fingers clenched around his phone.Not Ayra. Not Eleanor.He had expected disappointment. Frustration. Even cold rage. But what coiled in his chest now was worse—something hot, twi
The Devil's Game Chapter 113 - Net Tightens
When Ayra opened her eyes, she was back in her cot. The room was darker now—no warm lights. Only a faint flicker from a wall-mounted bulb.Her arms lay limp at her sides. Her vision was blurry again, but her hearing was sharp. She could still taste that bitter film on her tongue.The door creaked. Eleanor stepped in, this time without the tray or the smile.Her expression was unreadable. Not cruel, not kind. Just… detached.“You shouldn’t have left your bed,” she said softly. “You needed rest.”Ayra stared at her.“I’m sorry we had to sedate you again.” Eleanor smoothed the blanket like a nurse might. “But you’ve been through too much to make clear choices. I need to protect you from yourself.”Ayra’s jaw clenched.“Don’t look at me like that,” Eleanor said, brushing a strand of hair from Ayra’s cheek. “You always wanted to be free, didn’t you? Freedom has costs. You should understand that by now.”“I trusted you,” Ayra croaked.Eleanor gave a wistful smile. “You trusted a lot of peopl
The Devil's Game Chapter 112 - Shadows in Sanctuary
Eleanor looked out toward the sea, where gulls wheeled above the cliffs. Her jaw tensed, but she spoke with practiced calm."I heard. It was in the papers, as you said. Plane crash over the Alps. No survivors recovered.""But you don’t believe it."Her aunt glanced at her, a flicker of something in her eyes. "I didn’t. Not at first."Ayra sat forward slightly. "So you looked into it."Eleanor didn't answer immediately. She adjusted the edge of her sleeve, smoothing an invisible crease."I asked a few friends to verify the story," she admitted. "Former colleagues, mostly. People with access to things the public doesn't see."Ayra's fingers tightened around the teacup."And?"Eleanor's tone was soft. "The crash was real. The manifest confirms Ferdinand was on board. The wreckage matched the tail number of his jet."Ayra closed her eyes. The warmth of the tea now felt far away. Her mind reeled with memories, not of love or comfort, but of cold conversations in his study, of documents sig
The Devil's Game Chapter 111- Meeting Eleanor
She stared.Despite everything—despite the imprisonment, the surveillance, the gaslighting, the aching isolation—her chest squeezed with an unexpected pang. She had lived there. She had laughed with Elias. She had touched ancient books in the library. She had burned her palm on a silver kettle in the kitchen while trying to prove a point. She had screamed into her pillow, cried into her sheets, and whispered to the walls when she thought no one was listening.And Lucian…She shook her head, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. She wasn’t sure what she felt about him anymore. He had kept her. Protected her? Imprisoned her? Loved her? Lied?It wasn’t simple. Nothing about this was.Her throat tightened, but she refused to cry. Not yet. Not when she still needed to get away.She climbed into the Maybach.The driver shut the door behind her. Smooth leather hugged Ayra’s back as she sank into the seat. It smelled faintly of citrus and something sharper—fresh upholstery, maybe. Or
The Devil's Game Chapter 110 - Her Departure
She launched forward, vaulting the stone rail and landing hard into a patch of ivy. Her ankle twisted sharply and she bit back a cry, crawling through the underbrush. Behind her, voices grew sharper."I saw something move. Over there."A beam of light grazed her shoulder. Ayra flattened her body to the wet earth and didn’t breathe.Another flash. Another footstep."Clear.""Keep sweeping. She’s not far."Ayra waited until the footsteps retreated, then pushed herself up, limping toward the weathered arch near the gardener's old station. She was soaked now from crawling across wet moss and mud, but the cold barely registered. Her fingers found the panel behind the old trellis, where the storm drains were.She pried it open.The grate shrieked on its hinges—too loud—but it gave way. Without thinking, Ayra squeezed through, boots slipping on the metal rung as she lowered herself down.Darkness swallowed her whole.She landed with a splash in cold water, ankle buckling slightly from the ear
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