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CHAPTER 576
Author: R. AUSTINNITE
last update2026-01-03 23:19:20

Before any of them could blink or find their voices, Lisa turned her attention back to the unconscious housekeeper.

Without a word, she bent down, grabbed the woman by one ankle, and began to drag her across the floor.

The sound of the woman’s body thumping against the floor was the only noise in the living room.

Lisa kicked the front door open, the wind and rain howling into the house. With a grunt of effort, she flung the limp body out onto the porch and down the stairs into the mud and pour
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