Chapter: Chapter 549. The FINALEThe backyard was full again by seven, but this time nobody had to pretend it was a casual afternoon. Anna had hung paper lanterns from the fence the night before, badly, and half of them sagged in the middle. Nobody fixed them. They looked better crooked.Melissa kept holding her left hand out in front of her when she thought no one was looking, tilting it to catch the light. Harry caught her doing it twice and pretended he hadn't.Rhiannon came through the side gate at seven thirty with a duffel bag over her shoulder and no warning at all. She had told everyone she couldn't make it, that the schedule wouldn't allow it, and she had lied to every single one of them. Anna screamed. Melissa dropped a tray of glasses onto the grass, and nothing broke, which Rhiannon called a sign."Seven hours of flying," she said, hugging Melissa so hard her feet left the ground. "I'm wearing the same shirt as yesterday. I regret nothing."Harry watched them from across the yard and had to look at the gr
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Chapter: Chapter 548. InevitableHarry carried the ring around for eleven days before he did anything with it.It sat in the inside pocket of his jacket, a small box he'd picked out alone on a weekday afternoon, standing at a jewelry counter feeling like a kid pretending to be an adult. The woman behind the counter had shown him three rings worth more than his first car and he'd politely pointed at a fourth one, thin and simple, with a small stone that caught the light without trying too hard. It was the one Melissa would have picked herself. He'd known it the second he saw it.He didn't tell anyone. Not Wren, not Anna, not even Dr. Gail, though she'd probably guessed. He just carried it, and every morning he woke up thinking today might be the day, and every night he went to bed having decided it wasn't quite yet. The platform had changed something. Saying all of it out loud, the worst night of his life and every ugly choice that came after, had cleared a space in him he hadn't known was blocked. Once it was clear
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Chapter: Chapter 547. His Mother, His Father, HimselfThe cemetery sat on a quiet hillside outside the city, the kind of place Harry visited maybe twice a year now, not out of obligation exactly, more out of a settled habit that had replaced the raw, unbearable grief he used to feel standing in front of this particular stone. His mother's name was carved plainly into it, no elaborate epitaph, nothing that tried to explain away what had happened to her. Just her name, and two dates, and the quiet dignity of being remembered honestly instead of prettied up for anyone else's comfort. He sat on the grass beside the stone for a while, not saying anything out loud, just letting himself exist near her the way he did on these visits. A year of distance had changed something in how he carried this particular grief. It didn't ambush him anymore, didn't flatten him the way it used to in unguarded moments. It had settled into something he could hold steadily, sad and permanent, without it derailing the rest of his day. He thought about her ins
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Chapter: Chapter 546. Everyone He Hurt, Everyone He HelpedDr. Gail's office looked the same as it always had, the same window overlooking the same unremarkable parking lot, though Harry came less often now, maybe once every couple months instead of the weekly sessions that had gotten him through the worst of the aftermath. This particular visit hadn't been scheduled around any crisis. He'd just called and asked if she had time, feeling some quiet need to sit somewhere honest and take stock of things properly before whatever came next in his life actually arrived."You seem different today," Dr. Gail said, settling into her chair. "Not upset. Just thoughtful in a specific way.""I've been thinking about everyone," Harry said. "Not in a spiraling way. Just accounting, I guess. Everyone this story touched.""Tell me," she said, the same two words she always used to open the door wide enough for him to walk through it himself.He started with his mother, because it felt right to start there, at the root of everything else. Her instability, the
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Chapter: Chapter 545. The PlatformThe train station looked smaller than Harry remembered it, which surprised him more than it probably should have. He'd built it up in his mind over the years into something vast and looming, a place heavy enough to hold the worst night of his life, but standing on the platform now with Melissa's hand in his, it was just an ordinary station, worn benches and flickering overhead signs and the distant rumble of a train somewhere down the line that hadn't arrived yet.Melissa hadn't asked where they were going that morning. She'd simply gotten in the car when he asked her to, quiet and patient beside him the whole drive, some instinct in her clearly understanding this wasn't a place that needed small talk on the way."This is it," Harry said, once they were standing on the platform itself, the words feeling strange in his mouth after keeping the sentence unsaid for so long. "This is where it happened."Melissa looked around slowly, taking in the ordinary details of the place, the peeling
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Chapter: Chapter 544. The Found Family, Fully FormedThe backyard filled up gradually that Saturday afternoon, nobody quite sure who'd actually organized it, just a loose collection of texts that had somehow turned into everyone showing up at once with food and folding chairs and no real agenda beyond wanting to be in the same place together. Rhiannon had landed the night before, a rare gap between tour legs, and had immediately declared she wasn't spending a single free evening anywhere but here."You're all stuck with me for exactly thirty six hours," she announced, dropping a cooler of drinks onto the picnic table with more enthusiasm than the task strictly required. "Make the most of it."Anna, who'd apparently been counting down the days on a calendar in her room, threw herself at Rhiannon before the cooler had even settled properly."You smell like an airport," Anna informed her, not letting go."That's the sound of true love," Rhiannon said, hugging her back just as hard. "Airports and love, same smell, everyone knows that."Ann
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Chapter: Chapter 87. Isabella's Response R18Isabella smiled, slow and knowing. She stepped closer to Coyote until there was almost no space left between them. Her eyes held his with that familiar mix of confidence and hunger.“I do not care if you have one, two, three or four girlfriends,” she said softly, her voice smooth like silk. “As long as you keep me satisfied.”Before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was deep and possessive. At the same moment, her hand slid down his body and grabbed his penis firmly through his boxer briefs. Coyote whimpered in shock. The sudden touch caught him completely off guard. He had not expected that response from her at all.He pulled back just enough to speak, his breath already coming faster. “Aren’t you jealous or angry about this at all?”Isabella’s smile widened. She kept her hand exactly where it was and began to stroke him slowly through the thin fabric. “I am not jealous or angry about this,” she whispered, her fingers moving with deliberate pressure. “Because I
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Chapter: Chapter 86. Maya's Outburst"It's your 'boss,' isn't it?" Maya asked, her voice no longer soft with worry but sharp with anger. The words left her mouth louder than she intended. "So it's your boss, isn't it?" she yelled into the phone, the outburst echoing through the small apartment. Himesh, who had been lazily scrolling through his phone on the living room couch, nearly jumped out of his seat. He turned toward Maya with wide eyes, completely caught off guard by the volume of her voice, but she barely noticed him. Her entire attention was fixed on the phone pressed tightly against her ear. A few seconds of silence followed before Coyote finally spoke. "Maya... please calm down." His voice sounded patient, almost pleading. "It isn't what you think." "Oh really?" Maya shot back. "Then what exactly am I supposed to think? I hear another woman shouting that she made you breakfast right after you told me you wanted to explain everything." She began pacing across the room, one hand gripping the phone while the ot
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Chapter: Chapter 85. Breakfast In BedTwo hours later Coyote woke up in his bed, he stretched his body while lying down and looked to his side only to find it empty. There was no sign of Isabella anywhere in the room, he pulled down the duvet, to check if he was naked. Most importantly, he wanted to know if Isabella did much more than cuddle with him. To his surprise his underwear was covering his nether region perfectly, and there was no sign of any sexual activity at all. “Man! I was certain she was going to have her way with me,” Coyote said, with a resigned expression. [Why do you sound disappointed? It's as if you wanted her to have her way with you,] the system said in Coyote’s head. “You are in my head so you tell me,” Coyote smiled and got out of the bed. [You humans are just very contradictory. You say something, but mean the opposite.] “It's not like that, I wanted her to at least make another attempt so that I can say no. That would really do a lot for my ego,” Coyote said, as he took off the blue shir
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Chapter: Chapter 84. Isabella's Secret PlansThe room fell quiet after Coyote finished speaking.For several seconds, the only sound was the faint scratching of Detective Barbara Chen’s pen moving across paper. She stood near the coffee table, writing quickly, her expression unreadable as she documented every detail Coyote had just revealed about his night inside Aldo Lucci’s residence.Coyote leaned back against the couch, exhaustion finally catching up with him. Reliving the events out loud had drained whatever energy he had left. The wine, the garage, Aldo’s unsettling familiarity, Vincent’s hostility, all of it replayed again in his mind as if he had just walked out of the mansion moments ago.Chen stopped writing.She looked up at him.“Is that all?” she asked.Coyote nodded once. “Yes.”The detective studied him for a brief moment, judging whether he was withholding anything. Then she closed her notebook halfway, her face still serious.“With what you just told me,” she said, “it’s clear that Aldo and Vincent don’t get alo
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Chapter: Chapter 83. The AssetThe silence stretched longer than anyone in the room seemed comfortable with. Detective Barbara Chen stood motionless near the center of the living room, her posture straight, hands loosely folded behind her back as if she were conducting an interrogation inside a federal office instead of a private home. Her sharp eyes never left Coyote’s face. Coyote, meanwhile, paced slowly across the room, still trying to process what she had just said. Asset. The word echoed in his head like a gunshot that refused to fade. Chen finally spoke again, her tone calm but firm, repeating herself as though addressing someone slow to understand. “In case there was any confusion, Mr. Watkins,” she said, “you will be assisting the FBI as an asset in taking down the Lucci crime family.” Coyote stopped pacing. He turned toward her slowly, exhaustion and irritation mixing across his face. “I heard you loud and clear, Detective. My ears works just fine,” he said flatly. Then his expression hardened. “
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Chapter: Chapter 82. Coyote Meets Detective ChenSomething told him this wasn’t a friendly visit.Coyote remained standing near the door, one hand still resting against it as if he might need to slam it shut at any moment. The morning light creeping through the windows suddenly felt intrusive, exposing too much, revealing too many things he wasn’t ready to deal with yet.The Asian woman moved further into the living room without waiting for permission, her eyes scanning the space with quiet efficiency. Not out of curiosity. It felt like she was conducting an assessment.She noted exits. Windows. Blind spots.Coyote noticed that she noticed.That alone made his pulse quicken.Still confused, Coyote finally asked, “Okay… who are you?”The woman didn’t answer immediately. She paced slowly across the sitting room, heels clicking softly against the floor. The silence stretched just long enough to make him uncomfortable before she turned and walked straight toward him.Up close, her expression was calm but cold, the kind of calm that came
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