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130: Scorchfield 2

Author: Faith

2025-07-27 22:43:36

Jarvis drove himself into Scorchfield alone.

The deeper he entered, the more unsettling it became. The roads narrowed, the buildings thinned, and the stench of decay and neglect seemed to cling to the air like smoke.

His brows furrowed as he drove slowly, eyes sweeping over the crumbling town.

People began to step out of the shadows… gaunt figures with hollow eyes and worn-out faces. They didn’t speak, and they didn’t smile. They just watched silently as his black car rolled through their streets like it didn’t belong.

It felt like a ghost town, but with the dead still walking. The people looked like they had no life in them.

‘What kind of enemy do I have in a place like this that would dare kidnap my son and demand ransom?’ he thought, confusion swirling in his chest.

Jarvis Grave had made countless enemies in his lifetime—rivals, traitors, even bloodthirsty competitors—but Scorchfield had never been on his radar. Either he’d underestimated someone… or there was something more

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“I don’t know what your connection is to Azrael,” Callen continued. “But if there’s any chance, any way, you can convince him to come to the capital, even for just a brief moment… it could mean everything. For a man’s life. For our country’s future. Please.” Jarvis stepped back, his heart beginning to race, not out of sympathy, but because of what this truly meant. Azrael wasn’t just a curiosity anymore. He had drawn the attention of two world leaders… and one of them was already running out of time. “So the game’s begun,” Jarvis muttered under his breath. “I’ll think about it,” he finally said aloud, his tone steady, noncommittal but not dismissive. “If I see him, I’ll let him know. That’s the most I can promise.” Callen nodded, clearly grateful, though the tightness in his shoulders didn’t ease. His visit had been desperate, but he remained composed. “Thank you.” He turned and walked away quickly, disappearing down the hallway without another word. Jarvis stood by the door
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Jarvis and Jason hadn’t exchanged a single word since returning home. The boy had locked himself away in his room, refusing to come down for meals, ignoring the maids’ gentle knocks, and even turning away his old nanny, the one person who could usually get through to him. But Jarvis hadn’t bothered to press. He had other, far more important things demanding his attention… like the ring now snugly sitting on his finger. Leaning back in his leather chair, Jarvis rolled the ring with his thumb, tracing its smooth, polished surface. A pleased sneer formed on his lips. He had tested it already, and it worked. A ring that made him invincible. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Jarvis chuckled quietly to himself, the sound deep and smug. “What a jackpot I hit,” he muttered, sinking further into the comfort of his office chair, as though the world now lay beneath his feet. Then came a soft knock on his door. His brow creased. “Not now,” he called, eyes still on the ring, unwilling to be distract
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Jarvis and Jason hadn’t exchanged a single word since returning home. The boy had locked himself away in his room, refusing to come down for meals, ignoring the maids’ gentle knocks, and even turning away his old nanny, the one person who could usually get through to him. But Jarvis hadn’t bothered to press. He had other, far more important things demanding his attention… like the ring now snugly sitting on his finger. Leaning back in his leather chair, Jarvis rolled the ring with his thumb, tracing its smooth, polished surface. A pleased sneer formed on his lips. He had tested it already, and it worked. A ring that made him invincible. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Jarvis chuckled quietly to himself, the sound deep and smug. “What a jackpot I hit,” he muttered, sinking further into the comfort of his office chair, as though the world now lay beneath his feet. Then came a soft knock on his door. His brow creased. “Not now,” he called, eyes still on the ring, unwilling to be distract
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Jarvis and Jason hadn’t exchanged a single word since returning home. The boy had locked himself away in his room, refusing to come down for meals, ignoring the maids’ gentle knocks, and even turning away his old nanny, the one person who could usually get through to him. But Jarvis hadn’t bothered to press. He had other, far more important things demanding his attention… like the ring now snugly sitting on his finger. Leaning back in his leather chair, Jarvis rolled the ring with his thumb, tracing its smooth, polished surface. A pleased sneer formed on his lips. He had tested it already, and it worked. A ring that made him invincible. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Jarvis chuckled quietly to himself, the sound deep and smug. “What a jackpot I hit,” he muttered, sinking further into the comfort of his office chair, as though the world now lay beneath his feet. Then came a soft knock on his door. His brow creased. “Not now,” he called, eyes still on the ring, unwilling to be distract
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Jarvis and Jason hadn’t exchanged a single word since returning home. The boy had locked himself away in his room, refusing to come down for meals, ignoring the maids’ gentle knocks, and even turning away his old nanny, the one person who could usually get through to him. But Jarvis hadn’t bothered to press. He had other, far more important things demanding his attention… like the ring now snugly sitting on his finger. Leaning back in his leather chair, Jarvis rolled the ring with his thumb, tracing its smooth, polished surface. A pleased sneer formed on his lips. He had tested it already, and it worked. A ring that made him invincible. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Jarvis chuckled quietly to himself, the sound deep and smug. “What a jackpot I hit,” he muttered, sinking further into the comfort of his office chair, as though the world now lay beneath his feet. Then came a soft knock on his door. His brow creased. “Not now,” he called, eyes still on the ring, unwilling to be distract
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Jarvis and Jason hadn’t exchanged a single word since returning home. The boy had locked himself away in his room, refusing to come down for meals, ignoring the maids’ gentle knocks, and even turning away his old nanny, the one person who could usually get through to him. But Jarvis hadn’t bothered to press. He had other, far more important things demanding his attention… like the ring now snugly sitting on his finger. Leaning back in his leather chair, Jarvis rolled the ring with his thumb, tracing its smooth, polished surface. A pleased sneer formed on his lips. He had tested it already, and it worked. A ring that made him invincible. Untouchable. Unstoppable. Jarvis chuckled quietly to himself, the sound deep and smug. “What a jackpot I hit,” he muttered, sinking further into the comfort of his office chair, as though the world now lay beneath his feet. Then came a soft knock on his door. His brow creased. “Not now,” he called, eyes still on the ring, unwilling to be distract

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