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Chapter 364: When Sisters Meet!
"It's secure. We can take you there." She looked at Andrew for confirmation. He gave a tight, reluctant nod, his eyes still glued to the road, scanning for any sign of pursuit.They drove in tense silence to Hailey's apartment building. Andrew pulled into a guest spot near the entrance but left the engine running.Hailey got out and opened the back door for Lorraine, who emerged stiffly, the knife now tucked discreetly but awkwardly into the waistband of her jeans, hidden by her torn shirt. She looked up at the well-lit lobby, a world away from the concrete hell she'd escaped.Andrew rolled down his window. "Hailey. A word."Hailey gave Lorraine an apologetic look. "Just a second. You can wait inside the lobby, it's warm."Lorraine nodded mutely, shuffling toward the glass doors, her bare feet cold on the pavement. She stepped into the sterile, bright lobby and stood just inside, watching them through the glass.Outside, by the car, the conversation was hushed but intense."Hailey, lo
Chapter 363:Unplanned Reunion!
Lorraine then moved like a ghost in the sudden dark, her bare feet silent on the cold concrete. The enforcer was a hulking silhouette, arms outstretched, swearing as he tried to regain his bearings. She slid past him, close enough to smell his stale sweat, and slipped through the open doorway into the dimly lit hall beyond.Freedom was a narrow corridor with peeling paint and the hum of a distant generator. She didn't look back. She ran.The hallway ended in a T-junction. Left or right? She chose right, following the slight draft of cooler air. Her heart was a frantic drum against her ribs, her breath ragged in her throat. The sound of the enforcer's furious yell echoed behind her, followed by the pounding of his boots.The corridor opened into a larger storage area—a cluttered space filled with crates and old machinery. The cool air was coming from a half-open metal door ahead, beyond which she could see a sliver of night sky.She was ten feet from the door when a second man steppe
Chapter 362: Lorraine’s Escape!
Hayes’ words weren't just a threat; they were a window into a bottomless pit of hatred. This wasn't about ransom or leverage. It was about eradicating her bloodline as a sacrament to his resurrected cult.The cold pressure of the knife in her pocket was the only thing that kept her from screaming, from shattering completely. The mercy she'd almost imagined was a phantom. There was only one way out now, and it was through him.Hayes checked his watch. "A few more hours. Try to rest." He gave her another mocking kick, not hard, but filled with contempt, before turning and leaving the room. The lock turned with a final, heavy thunk.Silence descended, thicker and more suffocating than before. Lorraine lay still, the echo of his words—hell, reunion, Dorin—bouncing around the empty chamber of her mind. The fear was still there, a paralyzing wave. But beneath it, fueled by a new, white-hot rage, a plan began to form.He would come back. He would untie her, or move her, for his final "journe
Chapter 361: At the Glimpse of Hope!
Lorraine lay on the cold, concrete floor of the windowless room, her wrists screaming from the tight plastic zip ties behind her back. Hayes had been careless in his last adjustment, moving her from the chair to the floor so he could use the chair for himself while he ate a greasy takeout meal. He’d re-secured her hands, but her legs were free. It was a small, brutal kindness that had become her only hope.For hours, she had lain still, feigning a defeated exhaustion she didn't feel, her eyes cataloging every detail of the sparse, grimy room.A single bare bulb. A rickety table. Hayes's discarded food wrappers. And on the far side of that table, partially hidden by a crumpled brown bag, the glint of steel.A knife. A simple paring knife, likely from the takeout.Hope, sharp and dangerous, pierced through her fear. It was fifteen feet away. A universe when you're bound and watched.Hayes finished his meal, belched, and stood up. He kicked her leg, not hard, just a testing nudge. "Don
Chapter 360: A Better Prize!
Peniel then led Elvis to a private backroom where he could talk him into what he was planning. It wasn't an offer; it was an audience. Peniel didn't sit, he loomed, a spider weaving a web with words."The man you resemble," Peniel began, his voice a low, hypnotic hum. "Jackson Hart. You think he earned his fortune? That he's some brilliant, lucky heir?" A cold smile touched his lips. "No. His wealth is built on a foundation of stolen lives and broken promises. My family was one of them."Elvis, still wary but hooked, leaned forward. This was a story he hadn't heard in the tabloids. The popular story everyone knew was that he inherited a fortune from his late billionaire father and that was what changed his life.Part of the rumours he had heard then which he couldn’t tell if it was true or not was that Philip wasn’t an obvious billionaire until after his death. And now, hearing this new version of the story from a total stranger got him intrigued, and made him look forward to hearin
Chapter 359: Trials Of Power!
Whitaker stared at the secure briefing note on his tablet. The words seemed to vibrate with malicious intent.Case Transfer: Homicide of Marcus Feng. Lead Investigator: Deputy Director Evans Tony. Suspect: Jackson Hart.His exhales deeply as the familiar, cold weight of political warfare began to settle in his gut. This wasn't coincidence. This was a calculated strike, as precise as a sniper's bullet.He had been in the seat for less than a forty-eight hours. The ink on his promotion was barely dry, and Evans's was still wet. They had not even settled fully into their responsibilities yet. And now this.A high-profile international murder. A suspect he had personally vouched for, protected, and whose innocence he had staked his own reputation on during the Tyler and Jonah investigations. An investigation handed directly to his protégé, the man whose loyalty to Jackson was a poorly kept secret.He leaned back in his leather chair, the view of the D.C. skyline doing nothing to calm the
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