Chapter 17
Author: Clinton
last update2026-05-14 20:17:31
The air outside the assemblyman’s villa was heavy with the smell of blood and war.

When Mrs. Earnshaw, Mrs. Morgan, and Ferdinand pulled up in a panic, their eyes never believed what they were seeing.

Dustin was standing by the shattered entrance, his hands tucked into his pockets, looking as calm as a man waiting for a bus, he wasn’t too bothered by there appearance.

"You!" Mrs. Earnshaw screamed, stumbling out of the car. She rushed at him, her face twisted in a mask of terror and rage.
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