Chapter 125
Author: Gem
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Trevor sat alone in the dark, perched on the edge of Margaret’s fancy living room couch like he didn’t belong in it—which, technically, he didn’t. The lights were off, the windows drawn shut, and the only thing glowing in the room was the screen of his laptop. It flickered with grainy footage of the compound—ruined, wrecked, half-burnt.

Iron Hand had fallen. Davion had won.

And Trevor?

Trevor was still breathing.

Still planning.

Still very much alive.

He leaned back, ran a hand through his hair, and sighed. “So dramatic,” he muttered, watching the footage freeze on Davion walking out into the sun like some discount action hero. “You think you’ve won just because Daddy’s in a cage? Cute.”

The chair creaked as he turned to a different tab—tracking data. His contacts had been feeding him info for days now. Davion and Beverly. Beverly and Davion. Running around like they were invincible, like no one was watching.

But Trevor was always watching.

“You’re not hard to find, sis,” he whispered
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