Chapter 200: Playing by no one’s rule
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Ethan stood before the bank of windows at the Wirtkov’s Penthouse, a glass of untouched whiskey in his hand, staring at the city lights that now felt like a taunting galaxy of other people’s normal lives.

His phone, lying on the steel-and-glass coffee table, was a dark rectangle of potential menace. He’d ignored three calls from unknown numbers today. He was in no mood for ghosts as all his attention was still on Emma who had deliberately decided to ignore all of his calls.

He had tried everything possible to get through to her, and the more he tried, the more it seemed to appear as though Emma had eventually given up on whatever it was that they had once shared before.

When the phone buzzed a fourth time, vibrating against the hard surface with a persistent, angry hum, a cold premonition slithered down his spine. This wasn’t some discarded contact. This felt different.

He let it ring. Once. Twice. On the third, with a curse, he snatched it up. “What?”

A beat of silence, then a voice
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