His Betrayal, My Steel-Legged Return

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rom a great height. My only goal was to survive the night and call my lawyer in

ital room door jolted me awake. The di

more medication. I pressed

bled, my voice t

c. It wasn't knocking anymore; it was pounding. A hea

harp, pierced the drug-induc

einforced window, I could see a silhouette.

The men from

er's neck was unmistakable e

to finish the job? The thought was so monstrous, so

rabbled for the emergency call button next to my b

nd then nothing. T

. Only the deafening sound of my own blood roaring

again.

frame gave way. The door flew open,

r expressions grim. The leader grinned

glitch on this floor," h

Eugene. It had to be. H

back into the mattress, a useless gesture. I

"He said you were being unreasonable. Still talking about divo

ony was a pun

ror of it finally sinking in. "Euge

"This is... a message. The boss wants to ensure you u

he other men was on me in a flash, his hand clamping over my mou

against him, but it was like fighting a brick wall.

st his palm. "I'll give you money. Anythin

flicker of greed in

umber plucked from thin air. "I ca

ghed. "Nice try. But the boss wants this d

hand-not a weapon, but something cold, clinical. My eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated

e of pain exploding behind my eyes, and

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