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CHAPTER 554
Clara sat in the center of the container, sobbing quietly, looking harmless and innocent. But to the goons, she now looked like a sleeping volcano."Don't go back in there," the leader whispered, his voice shaking as he helped his broken men to their feet. "Don't you dare go near her again."The tense standoff was interrupted by the low growl of a powerful engine. A sleek black Jeep with tinted windows pulled up to the edge of the pier, its tires crunching over the gravel. The door opened, and a man in a sharp, expensive suit stepped out. He didn't look happy. In fact, he looked like a man who was ready to kill."Which one of you idiots called me?" the buyer demanded, his voice cold and sharp. "Do you have any idea what is happening out there? The entire country is on lockdown!""Every bridge is blocked, every port is crawling with private security. I had to go through four different checkpoints to get to this dump!"The leader of the goons stepped forward, trying to hide his tremb
chapter 553
The sound of twisting metal and shattering glass filled the air. The car was thrown sideways, sliding across the wet pavement until it slammed into a brick wall. The bumper crumbled, and the airbags deployed with a deafening pop.Silence followed for a heartbeat, broken only by the hissing of the radiator. Inside, Thomas was slumped over the steering wheel, unconscious. Clara was huddled on the floorboards, her white dress stained with dust and a small trickle of blood on her forehead."Thomas?" she whispered, her voice tiny. "Wake up. I don't like this game. Wake up!"The doors were suddenly ripped open. Four men wearing black tactical gear and dark masks surrounded the car. One of them reached in, grabbing Clara by the arm and dragging her out onto the cold asphalt."Check the target," a deep, gravelly voice commanded.One of the men grabbed Clara’s chin, forcing her to look at him. She looked back with wide, watery eyes, her lower lip trembling. "It’s her," the man confirmed. "L
CHAPTER 552
The sound of twisting metal and shattering glass filled the air. The car was thrown sideways, sliding across the wet pavement until it slammed into a brick wall. The bumper crumbled, and the airbags deployed with a deafening pop.Silence followed for a heartbeat, broken only by the hissing of the radiator. Inside, Thomas was slumped over the steering wheel, unconscious. Clara was huddled on the floorboards, her white dress stained with dust and a small trickle of blood on her forehead."Thomas?" she whispered, her voice tiny. "Wake up. I don't like this game. Wake up!"The doors were suddenly ripped open. Four men wearing black tactical gear and dark masks surrounded the car. One of them reached in, grabbing Clara by the arm and dragging her out onto the cold asphalt."Check the target," a deep, gravelly voice commanded.One of the men grabbed Clara’s chin, forcing her to look at him. She looked back with wide, watery eyes, her lower lip trembling. "It’s her," the man confirmed. "L
CHAPTER 551
She laughed and gushed with a few other students, her heart hammering against her ribs so loudly she was sure they could hear it. She felt the weight of the canister hidden in the deep pocket of her vest, heavy as a lead weight. Every time a security guard walked past, her breath hitched, but they barely glanced at her. To them, she was part of the furniture.The moment Elara had been waiting for arrived an hour before the gala was set to begin."The floral delivery is here!" someone shouted from the main entrance. "The massive centerpiece for the fountain is blocking the driveway! Everyone, we need hands to help move the crates!"The corridor leading to the library emptied in seconds as students and the few guards stationed nearby hurried toward the front of the school to assist with the chaos.Elara stood still, her eyes darting left and right. The hallway was silent. Elara found the perfect spot.Elara slipped into the restricted corridor, her footsteps silent on the carpet. She
CHAPTER 550
Bianca gripped the pouch tightly, her mind already spinning with dark possibilities. She looked at the heavy rain outside the hut. She was a Rossi. She had spent her life buying doors that were locked and breaking spirits that were strong.The rain lashed against the windshield of the Rossi SUV as it pulled away from Myria’s hut. Inside, the air was cold and smelled of damp leather and the faint, copper scent of the violet dust. Bianca stared out the window at the blurred grey world, her mind racing."We can’t get past the gates," Jada whispered, her voice trembling. "They have the school on lockdown. If any of us even breathes near that fence, the guards will have us in handcuffs before we can blink."Chloe, sitting in the back, suddenly let out a sharp, jagged laugh. She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with a malicious idea. "We don't need to be there, Bianca. We have ghosts inside that school. People who still owe us their lives."She pulled out her phone and scrolled through a l
CHAPTER 549
Myria looked up, the candlelight reflecting in her dark pupils. "The Lancasters humiliated me, and I will do anything in my power to destroy them. I will give you what you seek."The three girls exchanged looks. Myria immediately began the ritual. The air grew so thick with the scent of ozone and decaying vegetation that Chloe and Jada had to cover their mouths to keep from gagging. Myria moved with a frantic, jerky energy, her shadow dancing across the ceiling like a giant, multi-limbed insect.In the center of the room sat a cauldron made of blackened iron, resting over a fire that burned blue.Myria reached into the dark recesses of her shelves, pulling out jars filled with things that defied nature. She threw in Nightshade petals that had never seen the sun and roots of the Mandrake that looked like tiny, screaming human figures."To break a mind that has been mended," Myria chanted, her voice dropping into a guttural register, "we must unweave the silver threads of the soul."S
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