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Chapter 88 The Other Rogues

Rosette pulled the truck into a shadowy alley, her gaze fixed on the van parked further down, where Kyle, her steadfast companion, awaited her. Roel, ever the impulsive one, had already bolted towards the van, his steps a blur of frantic energy. He reached the van in a flash, his knees hitting the pavement as he threw himself at Kyle's feet, his voice a desperate plea for mercy. Rosette's heart ached for the big man, who had endured a torrent of hardship and sorrow.

By the time Rosette reached them, Roel was still kneeling, his head bowed, his shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs. Her gaze fell upon his face, etched with a mixture of despair and desperation, and a pang of sympathy shot through her. His eyes, normally filled with a spark of life, were now dull and lifeless, reflecting the depths of his anguish. When he finally turned towards Rosette, his voice choked with emotion, the sight of his brokenness shattered her own composure.

"Please, Rosette," he pleaded, his
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