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Chapter 56: The Last Lie

Author: Judy
last update publish date: 2026-09-24 14:38:15

The dashboard's ambient green glow illuminated the damning black ink in my trembling hands.

The person who authorized the Ghost Protocol wasn't you. It was Lucien.

My blood turned to liquid nitrogen. The rhythmic hum of the Range Rover’s engine suddenly sounded like a countdown. I was trapped in a reinforced steel cage moving at ninety miles an hour through a pitch-black forest, locked inside with the man who had just orchestrated the illusion of my rescue while simultaneously holding the pen t
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