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CHAPTER 187 : THE UNRAVELING THREAD

The air inside the safehouse was stifling, heavy with the metallic tang of fear. Shadows clung to the corners as if listening, waiting. Naya sat hunched over the table, her arms folded tightly against her chest, a futile attempt to shield herself from the dread pressing down on her. Amaka paced r...