RIVAL’S POV Something snapped inside me the moment I walked out of Boris’ office, it was not panic or not fear, fear was the last thing I was feeling now, what I felt now is Focus, The kind that kicks in when you realize you’ve stepped onto a battlefield, and there’s no backing out. The only way out is through it and to even know that your enemy was watching your every single move. But for me to focus first, I needed to know what the fuck I was actually dealing with, I wasn’t going to kill anyone blindly, not even if it meant Boris would personally break every bone in my body, nah am kidding but I needed leverage, a plan or at least a truth I could twist into armor. So I waited until the next shift change when guards switched duty post, and When they got sloppy. When the lights dimmed, and most recruits passed out from fatigue or hunger, and when am sure the CCTV camera are turned off for thirty minutes like they do daily. Shadow had dozed off, blade still half-hid under his pi
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