THE KILLER THAT CLAIMED ME
I snapped my head up, my rifle instantly rising to target the shadow stepping out from the parallel corridor.
It wasn't one of Roman's scouts.
It was the one man I never thought I would ever see in my estate.
Victor Vancouver.
Unlike his men, he wore an expensive, tailored suit.
He had three shooters flanking him, their weapons raised in our direction.
"Well, well, Lord Bane," Victor began, his voice dripping with an arrogant, unbothered confidence. “This is quite the welcome party”
"You're a long way from home, Victor," I growled, my finger tightening against the trigger of my rifle. "You code-scrambled my cliffs just to commit suicide in my hallway?"
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