A madman… this was a madman!Larry felt like he had just clawed his way out of hell itself. His body was drenched in sweat, his strength completely gone. Yet burned into his eyes was the sight of Shawn, crimson shirt clinging to his frame like the garb of the devil.“Shawn. I’m giving you three seconds. Let him go.”Through the haze, another figure appeared at Shawn’s side. Suddenly, Larry was released. He collapsed to the floor in a heap, trembling uncontrollably, clutching his throat as he gagged and dry-heaved.When the polished black shoes stopped in front of him, he froze.On his knees, bile staining the floor beneath him, Larry lifted his head. Above him was a face cut from stone—cold, severe, and terrifyingly composed.The man bore a slight resemblance to Shawn, but only just. Where Shawn’s eyes carried a sly, almost predatory charm, his were a deep, impenetrable black. They should have conveyed warmth, even trust, but instead they held an icy stillness—something bottomles
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