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Chapter 161

Author: Michy Gaza
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-19 09:10:37

Asher’s fingers curled weakly around the blanket.

“I don’t remember,” he whispered.

The officers glanced at each other.

“That’s not ideal,” said the first. “But tell us what you do remember. Anything before you blacked out?”

Asher tried. He really tried.

There were flashes.

Reid’s face. Blood. Paolo shouting. A gun.

And then... then the moment he’d woken with Luca above him, staring like his soul was splitting in two.

“I remember the forest,” Asher said slowly. “I… followed Paolo. He found Reid. I tried to stop him.”

“Stop him from what?”

“From hurting Reid.”

“Why was Reid with Paolo in the first place?”

Asher hesitated. “He ran. He.. he was scared. Someone had been using him. I don’t know the full details, but...”

The detective cut in. “You fought Paolo?”

“Yes.”

“With a weapon?”

“I had one, yes.”

“You pulled it on him?”

“I had to. He had Reid, he was going to kill him.”

“Where’s Reid now?”

Asher’s face twisted. “They took him. Someone else. There was a third man. Tall, scars on his f
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