Chapter 616
Author: Youngblood
last update2026-07-09 23:55:48

Chance arrived within the hour. He found Wilfreda sitting on the floor of Harry's apartment, the journal clutched to her chest, her face streaked with tears.

"Wilfreda," he said, kneeling beside her. "What happened?"

She handed him the journal, her voice barely a whisper. "Read the last entries."

Chance took the journal and read. His face grew pale as he reached the final pages.

"A shadow," he said slowly. "Someone watching him. Someone targeting him."

Wilfreda nodded. "He was scared, Chance. H
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