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Chapter 103
Author: Gem
last update2025-06-14 23:24:28

The internet burst into flames when Beverly hit post. Notifications exploded. Comments poured in—some supportive, some hateful. But Davion didn’t wait for responses. He loaded a rifle borrowed from a hidden compartment under the cabin floor.

“You ready?” he murmured.

Beverly’s voice shook, but her grip never wavered. “Always.”

Lightning cracked overhead as the storm rolled in, perfect cover. Rain pelted the lake-house windows. They bolted up the stairs, Davion’s rifle heavy in his arms, Beverly’s sidearm ready.

“Eyes open,” he hissed, pushing the door open.

Silence. Too quiet.

Then, a thump. Someone behind the cabin. Davion ducked, Beverly dropping low behind him.

Out of the shadows, figures sprinted—black-clad, faces covered. More than ten of them.

“Shit,” Davion hissed. He fired into the darkness—one shot, two shots. A man crumpled. Spray of water and dirt.

Beverly squeezed the trigger. Another attacker went down.

The cult had found them fast.

Davion vaulted over a railing, stepping
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