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I grab the railing.
All this time…
I’ve been running.
Running across countries.
Running across oceans.
Running from the wrong person.
Actually… I didn’t trust either of them.
But one of them wasn’t hunting me.
Saint’s voice cuts through the room.
Low.
Careful.
“Laney thinks you’re trying to kill her.”
Silence follows.
A long silence.
Then Marco speaks again.
Quiet.
Heavy.
“I know.”
Something inside me breaks.
Because suddenly I understand.
Every shadow I ran from.
Every fear.
Every sleepless night.
All of it was built on the wrong enemy.
And now the real one knows exactly where I am.
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We lock the doors.
We shut the blinds.
And we shift the tavern from a bar…
