Chapter 87.After receiving Jonas' first message, Kai had concluded there was no point for him to stay in Berlin, so he took a quick flight back to Dusseldorf. In the center of the Sturm clubhouse, the silence was a physical weight. Kai paced the length of the room, his boots thudding against the hardwood. His jaw was set so tight it looked like granite. Every few seconds, he would stop, stare at the wall, and then pivot, his movements jagged and predatory.The phone in his hand buzzed.Another messageKai looked down. The image loaded slowly, and as Skye’s battered face filled the screen, the world seemed to tilt. The sight of the bruise blooming across her cheek and the hollow look in her eyes triggered something primal in him. A roar of pure, unadulterated rage ripped from his throat, a sound that belonged to a wounded animal.He hurled that phone across the room. The device slammed into the brick wall, shattering into a thousand plastic shards, easily because of the first slam in
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