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Chapter 155

Penulis: Authoress Jessica
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CHASE

I grabbed my gun. Approached the man hearing Sloane shout his name. I remained still aiming my gun at Xavier. My thoughts were racing. Something felt off.

Xavier was aware of the meeting with my father. He possessed information. Information that only a select few were privy to.

By what means did he find out?

"Who informed you about my dad?" I inquired of Xavier.

Xavier grinned. "Is it truly important, at this moment?"

It was important. It was very important.

"How are you acquainted with him?" I inquired. "How come you have knowledge of discussions that took place in private?"

Xavier's grin dimmed a bit. He wasn’t comfortable with the question.

Before he had a chance to respond I caught the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. Quick footsteps. Someone was sprinting.

I whirled about holding my firearm.

Kazmir showed up at the door. His face was covered in blood. He had injuries across his body. Blood was streaming down his shirt.

"Kazmir? What the hell—how did you end up he
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    SLOANEThe door slammed open with such force that the reverberation dislodged dust from the ceiling. My whole body flinched. For a moment I feared Xavier had summoned reinforcements that this was the instant everything tumbled deeper into chaos.However I noticed him.Chase.He remained steady in the doorway, his chest heaving in gasps, a firearm held with both hands though his arms shook. His eyes fiercely aflame fixed on Xavier as if blaming him for every injury he bore. His garments were ripped, smeared with blood and fresh marks dirt caking his jaw and bruises shadowing his cheekbone. He appeared worn out, beaten and barely standing.But he was alive. Alive and here.Relief overwhelmed me quickly and forcefully that it nearly caused pain. It shattered something within me. My lungs at last expanded with air that had been held captive in my chest, for hours. My eyesight blurred as a throbbing radiated through the middle of my ribs. Chase located me. He succeeded. Somehow despite eve

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    SLOANEI kept blinking until the faint light became clear. I lay on the ground on my back, against a beam that reeked of mildew. My hands were bound behind me with rope that chafed my skin whenever I took a deep breath.Perfect.I moved slightly to check the knot's firmness. It was too secure to come undone. Not so tight as to be impossible.Then I noticed footsteps—annoyed—approaching from the left side of the room.Xavier.I noticed the noise of his breathing, laying eyes on him. A brief staccato rhythm, as if he was struggling with his mind and falling behind.He emerged from behind a workbench massaging the bridge of his nose. His jaw was tightly clenched. I feared it might shatter under the strain.I swallowed hard. "I figured I’d be gone by now.”His head snapped in my direction. The glare he shot at me might have stripped paint.I grinned regardless.“Honestly it’s somewhat disappointing " I remarked. "If you’re going to abduct someone you ought to be, at least, efficient.”His

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