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Chapter 93: Chain Reactions

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The van jerked forward and it felt like something in her chest ripped with it.

Like her ribs weren’t just holding her heart, but a whole war she couldn’t name.

The engine growled and the tires rolled and she just sat there on the cold metal floor, hugging her knees, her face sticky with tears she couldn’t remember crying.

She tried to steady her breathing but it came out all wrong. Sharp and ragged and fucked up like everything else.

He told her to live.

To fucking live.

And now she was in the back of a federal van, half-naked and barefoot, treated like some kind of ticking bomb because the man she loved had a past that made the government piss itself.

She couldn’t take it.

Her hands balled into fists and she punched the wall once, twice, until her knuckles screamed louder than her voice could.

“Let me out,” she whispered first, like maybe someone out there was listening. “I said let me the fuck out.”

Nothing.

She hit it again. Harder. Her head snapped back and s
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