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When The Hunter Becomes The Prey
The car stopped in front of the shabby building that Iori clearly recognized. Her body had long gone rigid since they entered the neighborhood she had avoided for years now.
Still, the sense of every calm within her told her that she was no longer in a state to feel anything but reflexive emotions…Handing the driver a bill, she stepped out of the cab when she heard a voice,“ It would be better for you not to go in there alone, young lady…” he said looking back at her through the separation glass, “ a respectable person like you shouldn’t be somewhere like this…”“Respectable, huh…” she mutteredShe wondered if he would still say that if he knew what she was about to do. What she had done in the past…“I don’t have a choice. And I promise to be careful.” Iori said with the sweetest smile.The older man sighed shakingRelated chapters
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