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Here’s Chapter 20 – Echoes of Betrayal for Ghost on the Highway, taking the story to its most intense, emotional, and shocking point yet, with a cliffhanger that will leave readers desperate for the next instalment. --- CHAPTER TWENTY – ECHOES OF BETRAYAL The scrapyard was a war zone. Flames licked the steel carcasses of old cars, sending twisted shadows dancing across the asphalt. Smoke choked the night, curling around everything like a living thing. My chest burnt, every breath a struggle, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t look away. Saint hovered above the wreckage, eyes glowing red, untouchable, like some god of vengeance. And beside him… Elena. Alive. Smiling. The betrayal cut deeper than

“You cannot capture me. You cannot catch a thought with your hands. I am in what you will touch and what you will drink. In seventy-two hours the field will activate and the conversion will begin. There will be a new order. Join it or be rearranged.” I felt the blood rush through my ears. Ethan’s hand tightened on the wall behind me. The bond hummed with Kaye’s fear and with something else that I did not want to name. I wanted to move, to run, to strike the thing, to pull the sky down around it. Instead I watched the dark mass fold into light and scatter, slipping into vents, into broken glass, under floor grates.

His words began to slur, spilling out in a messy, confused rush. “There… there was a man. In Halton. Right after we moved to the glass house.” He took another gulp, the whiskey burning a path down his throat. “He was called… the Ghost. He wanted to kill us. Zhedya… he took care of it. He killed him, right in front of me. I didn’t want him to though but he was behind my memory loss then so…” Miller’s fingers tightened almost imperceptibly on his neck. “The Ghost? Do you know his real name?”

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories. "It's getting dark , take this book and go read it " he said and gave me the strange old looking book. "Thank you sir, i have much appreciated your help" i said. Now i knew what it was all about, all those confusions were caused by him, my ghost clone. It was night already and the time was 7: 15 pm . I had to rush home , it was not safe for me to be lonely at this time. When i was passing by a certain basement , i heard a woman crying for help, i stopped to trace where the voice was coming from but the moment i stopped the voice also stopped, i started walking then i heard the woman yelling

The ghost kept floating taking them to the deepest part of the woods, they got to a place which was very dark, the temperature around it was cold, really cold. Catrina got down from Terrick's back when the alpha stopped walking. It front of them stood a huge black door with red knob. The ghost girl when through the door with no need for it to open, Terrick shift to his human form, his hand stretch to touch the knob but it burned him. "Looks like the rumors are true, a living person can't open the gate of Hades." He step back for Catrina to move forward, the human stretch her hand to the doorknob taking a deep breath she twist and the door open.

"Wait. I need to know. Why did, uhm, whatever, carelessly pick me?" "Go back." The woman wasn't paying her any attention. She kept on plucking cowries and attaching them to her head. "What is he? Oh, don't answer that one. He's a ghost. I know that. Why is he in that state? No, no, why can I see him? Why can l feel his touch, ghosts can't do that, can they? What does he need me for?" The old woman stopped her scaly hands from further movements and stared directly at Geneva through her foggy eyes that obviously saw clearly.

His voice pulsates in excitement. At once a man appears in front of him out of no where, as soon as Benjamin opens the gates of the haunted house. "Do not go there. It is just an illusion." A man in a long coat with no limbs flying in air appeared in front of him. "It is the evil spirit which is calling you." He warned him. But Benjamin did not care for his words. On a trance he continued to walk ahead towards the mansion. "Our phones are dead. I need to call somebody for help. My wife is laying there unconscious." He points to his broken car.

My whole thought process shifted to to something else, as I stared in a direction close by. "Please excuse me." I said softly, leaving their presence, heading towards a small one door garage that was placed near the large sandy area. I slowly made my way to the door, pushing it open to find the strange looking garage that stood on the far end of it, completely closed off. The door opened at my pull, leaving me standing there with my hand on the door knob. It slowly swung open, revealing a window and just the blackness of a vault. It was completely black except for the one light that shone from the side of it. It flickered and died out, leaving it completely dark again. All of a sudden, a fee