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Chapter 87 Stella, now Isabelle?

A strangled scream tore from my throat before I could stop it, raw and shrill, escaping into the charged head. My hands flew up, in reflex, but then I felt it, Kevin's grip slipping. The gun fell from his hand, with a dull thud to the floor. His body slumped sideways, heavy and limp, crumpling behin...