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Chapter 51: The Edge of Deception
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Rowan’s study light flickered under the crack of the door as I passed it, my steps quiet but determined. My heart pounded as I descended the stairs, adrenaline fueling every movement. I clutched my phone tightly, the address Rebecca sent burned into my memory.As I approached the front door, a voice from behind froze me in place.“Going somewhere?” Rowan’s deep tone carried a mix of curiosity and suspicion.I turned slowly, schooling my expression into neutrality. “I needed some air.”“At this hour?” he asked, stepping closer. “You’ve been tense all evening, Pamela. Is there something you’re not telling me?”His piercing gaze made it hard to meet his eyes. Lying to Rowan wasn’t just difficult—it felt wrong. But I couldn’t risk him stopping me now.“I just need to clear my head,” I said, hoping my tone sounded convincing.Rowan crossed his arms, his presence commanding. “If you need to clear your head, we can go for a drive together. I’m not letting you wander around alone with Victor
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The front door slammed open with a deafening bang, echoing through the house like a gunshot. I flinched, clutching Rebecca closer as Rowan pulled me behind him. His gun was already raised, his stance steady and ready for whatever—or whoever—came through the doorway.Heavy boots pounded against the wooden floor, and then they appeared—four figures dressed in black, their faces obscured by masks. The lead figure held a gun, but his stance was relaxed, as though he didn’t see Rowan as a threat.“You’ve been busy, Mr. Hamilton,” the man said, his voice muffled but cold. “But it’s time to end the game.”Rowan didn’t flinch. “If you want to talk, put down your weapons. Otherwise, I suggest you leave while you can still walk.”The man chuckled, a low, menacing sound. “Always so confident. But tonight, your luck runs out.”Before Rowan could respond, another voice cut through the tension, one that sent chills down my spine.“Enough,” Victor said, stepping into the room from the shadows, his s
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