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Chapter Ninety: The Board Calls
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Wrecked by my enemy Chapter Ninety: The Board Calls
The air in the subterranean corridor of the Red Hook facility felt like ice water in Damien Blackwood’s burning throat.His lungs seized as he dragged Elias out of the vault’s threshold, hauling his limp frame onto the cold concrete floor of the basement hallway. Behind them, the chemical fog billowed through the narrow crack of the breached steel door, heavy and sweet, before dissipating into the damp draught of the underground passage.Damien collapsed onto his knees, his broad chest heaving in violent, ragged gasps. He cupped the back of Elias’s neck, pulling him hard against his shoulder, his large hand trembling as he pressed his thumb against the pulse point beneath Elias’s jaw."Elias," Damien rasped, his voice a broken, desperate growl. "Breathe. Elias, open your eyes."A harsh, gasping cough tore from Elias’s throat. His dark eyes fluttered open, unfocused and bloodshot under the dim utility lighting of the hallway. He pulled in a frantic lungful of real air, his fingers inst
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