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Chapter 151 - Dead Men Watching
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The Devil's Game Chapter 155 - A Warm Little Place
It was barely past ten when they locked the front door behind them and stepped into the sun-drenched morning. The town was already humming—slowly, gently, like a body waking up from a long, peaceful slumber.Ayra drew a breath, relishing the air that smelled of pine trees and freshly baked bread. She hadn't realized how much her nerves had been knotted until now. There was something disarming about this place—quiet, undemanding. Even the way the houses leaned toward each other felt conspiratorial, like the whole town had agreed to keep your secrets.Lucian walked beside her, holding two canvas shopping bags, dressed down in a plain gray t-shirt and worn jeans. He looked every inch the charming, grounded man next door. No trace of the power, reputation, or danger clung to him here, and Ayra suspected he was doing it deliberately—for her sake.“It feels like we stepped into a postcard,” she said as they reached the edge of Main Street. The supermarket was a small corner building with
The Devil's Game Chapter 154 - Dust and Laughter
Sunlight streamed in through the gauzy curtains painting golden lines across the creaky floorboards of the old house. Dust motes danced in the light like lazy spirits, and outside, the air was crisp with the scent of pine and wet soil. Ayra stretched on the battered couch, blinking against the morning light, while Lucian shuffled back into the room, balancing two mugs of steaming tea.“Still feels weird,” she murmured, taking hers. “Waking up and not needing to check encrypted lines or plan a counter-surveillance route.”Lucian chuckled, brushing a kiss against the crown of her head before settling beside her. “Let it feel weird. Weird is good. Weird is quiet.”They sipped in silence, leaning into the pause that neither of them had known they needed.---By noon, they'd started cleaning in earnest. The house—an old countryside property Ayra’s mother had once purchased under an alias—wasn’t exactly in disrepair, but it had sat untouched for years. Cobwebs claimed the corners. Dust co
The Devil's Game Chapter 153 - The Death that Frees
A day later...The sky bled orange as the sun began its slow descent, casting long shadows across the dusty service road that snaked behind the cliffs. The air was still electric from the chase, the roars of engines and bullets having only recently faded into silence. Lucian and Ayra stood near a rusted fuel drum, their figures hunched and tense. The rented cargo van they had hijacked hours earlier was parked under a rocky outcrop, cloaked in shadow.Lucian’s gloved hands twisted wires together with quick, practiced movements. He didn’t look up. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" he asked.Ayra exhaled. “You already know the answer.”Lucian nodded once, glancing down at the small, humming device embedded beneath the van’s frame. C4, neatly packed and disguised beneath charred spare tires and scrap metal. It would look like an accident. Another underworld transport gone wrong. They’d made sure the plates were untraceable and left enough of Lucian’s DNA in the vehicle—bl
The Devil's Game Chapter 152 - Lisbeth Russo
“Lisbeth.” His voice was amused, smooth as oil and just as filthy. “Well, damn. You’re alive.”She stared him down, unmoved. “Disappointed?”“Frankly, yes.” Boris gestured to the cars. “You’ve been leading us on a fine chase, sweetheart. Thought you might’ve gotten smart and gone to ground. But here you are—parked in a dead end, all alone.”Her hand tightened around the duffel strap. “Funny. I thought you and your boys had better things to do than tail a ‘dead woman.’”“She’s got spunk,” one of the men chuckled.“She’s got a death wish,” another muttered.But Boris raised a hand, silencing them. His eyes were gleaming now, catching the low light like a predator’s. “Now, now. I didn’t come here to play games. I came to deliver a warning.”“Oh, how noble,” Lisbeth sneered. “Does this warning come with candy and a bedtime story?”Boris smiled tightly. “Stay out of this. Out of Lucian’s business. Out of Benedict’s business. Out of Ayra’s damn business. This isn’t your war.”Her eyes flash
The Devil's Game Chapter 151 - Dead Men Watching
Lucian tapped a finger against his earpiece, breath steadying. “Nico. Move Elias. The safehouse is compromised. I repeat—compromised. They knew where we were.”A pause.Lucian's jaw tensed. “I don’t care. Move him. Use protocol Umber if you have to.”Another pause, then, quieter, “Yeah. It’s him.”He clicked the comm off and turned to Ayra, eyes flinty. “Benedict’s people.”Ayra stiffened. “So it starts.”“It never stopped.”They pushed through the ruined kitchen. The overhead lights buzzed, half of them shattered, the others flickering in spasms. Glass crunched under their boots. As they reached the back hallway leading to the garage, Lucian slowed, eyes narrowing.Ayra’s gaze tracked his.A faint beam of headlights cut under the crack of the back door.A car was pulling in.Ayra swore. “We’re late.”Lucian was already running.They slammed into the underground garage, breath catching as their eyes landed on their car—tires blown, windows spidered with bullet cracks, a black smear of
The Devil's Game Chapter 150 - Blood on Pine and Glass
The moment Ayra found the shimmer in the pine, something in her shifted. Calm bled into purpose. There was no room left for panic—just instincts and what little training Lucian had drilled into her on desperate nights and breathless mornings. She marked the first sniper’s position in her mind like a pin stuck to a map.Then she widened her scope.Literally.Sweeping the monocular sideways, she turned it toward the neighboring ridgelines. If one sniper had a perch in the trees, it stood to reason the others weren’t stationed far. They wanted angles—coverage of all sides in case Lucian tried to flee. Ayra counted on that logic as her heart pounded against her ribs. She scanned the left quadrant.There—a subtle shimmer, just above the edge of a ravine. Another faint blink of moonlight on optics.She shifted again.Northwest. Closer this time. A silhouette barely visible through the branches, scope steady, rifle trained toward the main house window—likely keeping Lucian pinned.Three. May
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