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Chapter 8

Author: Erica .A
last update publish date: 2026-04-27 10:27:07

Chapter 8: The Weight of Silence

The transition to the countryside was a blur of emerald hills and the rhythmic thrum of the Maybach’s tires against ancient, winding roads. Killian had stayed true to his word—or at least his version of it. Arthur Vance had been moved to The Willows, a private, high-security medical facility tucked away in the Cotswolds. It looked more like a boutique hotel than a clinic, a sprawling stone manor surrounded by lavender fields and guards in discreet suits.

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