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The Attack

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-19 16:01:08

Elena's blood was on my hands.

I pressed a cloth against her head wound. She winced but did not cry out. Her eyes were focused. Clear. Despite the blood. Despite the pain.

"We need to get her to a hospital," I said.

Rex was already on his phone. Calling his men. Ordering a car.

"No hospital," Elena said. "Too many questions. Too many eyes."

"You are bleeding."

"It is just a cut. I have had worse."

Rex knelt beside her. Lifted the cloth. Checked the wound.

"She needs stitches. But she is right.
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