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Chapter 6. Another Shot.
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Jackson smirks, a cold, humorless expression that sends a shiver down her spine. “I’ll be back,” he replies, his tone dripping with cool certainty. “You can count on that.”It's a promise.Lily tilts her head slightly, a challenge in her eyes. “You should know,” she interjects, her voice steady and confident, “I’m one of the best in the city. Maybe even the best in the world. You won’t get far.”Jackson’s expression shifts, irritation flaring in his eyes. “You think you can protect her?” he scoffs, turning on his heel. “Good luck with that.” He strides away, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the tense silence.Maya watches as he gets back into his car, the engine roaring to life. The dark van behind him shifts gears, following him down the street. As the car disappears from view, Maya feels her knees weaken, the adrenaline of the confrontation leaving her shaky and vulnerable.“Whoa, easy there,” Lily says, reaching out to grab Maya’s shoulder, steadying her. “Let’s get somewhere
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