CHAPTER 88
Author: LADY E
last update2025-05-26 03:59:22

Janelle called a cab after her short walk, rubbing her arms as a chilly breeze picked up.

She sighed and glanced at her watch, that's when she noticed a man approaching, his eyes cold, his stride slow but deliberate.

Something about him screamed danger, she instinctively backed up, turning to walk in the opposite direction.

But from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of another man this one with bloodshot eyes and a grin that made her skin crawl.

Her heart pounded, this was trouble.

Without a second thought, she took off running.

But she wasn't built for this, not with her asthma.

Her breath came in sharp gasps, her legs weakening.

The echo of footsteps behind her only made the panic worse.

Meanwhile…Killian sat in his study, tapping a pen against his desk. He missed her, more than he wanted to admit.

He picked up his phone, hesitating for a moment before checking her location.

The last ping showed she'd been at a restaurant. Now she was moving... but t
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