Ghost on the highway
CHAPTER 93 — SHADOWS COLLIDE
The storm outside had intensified, slamming rain against the fractured walls of the warehouse. Every heartbeat was a drum of anticipation, every shadow a potential enemy. Riven’s eyes never left the figure that had stepped from the darkness—their presence commanding, terrifying, and somehow intimately familiar.
“You shouldn’t be here,” Riven spat, voice low, deadly. “Not now. Not after everything.”
The figure tilted their head, letting the rain drip down their face, obscuring identity just enough to ignite fear. Then, with a slight smirk, the hood fell back.
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