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CHAPTER 17

Author: V. LORDE
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-01 23:20:46
Later that day, I met Dominic outside the pack house. He looked concerned as I approached him.

“Hey, is everything okay?” he asked, his brow furrowed with worry.

“Just another round with Leonor,” I sighed, shaking my head. “She’s relentless.”

“Don’t let her get to you. You’ve made a lot of progress, Elisse,” he encouraged. “Have you thought about our next steps?”

“I have,” I replied, feeling a surge of determination. “I want to gather more evidence against Harold, but I’m worried about him finding out.”

Dominic nodded, his expression serious. “I’ll reach out to my contact. We need to be strategic. The last thing we want is to tip Harold off.”

“Can you really trust your contact?” I asked, skepticism creeping in.

“I’ve known him for years. He’s reliable. But we still need to be careful. If Harold catches wind of what we’re doing, he’ll retaliate,” Dominic warned.

As we discussed our next move, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of camaraderie forming between us. For the first time in a lo
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