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Chapter 109 - Diabolical Man

Noah

Malcolm stood before us, a deranged figure. Blood was streaming down his face from a wound on his forehead. The crimson trail only intensified the madness in his eyes. His raven hair, no longer slicked back, now jutted out wildly, giving him the appearance of a horned figure. In the shadows, he looked like the devil himself, straight out of hell.

His eerie, guttural laugh echoed through the dimly lit alley. It sent shivers down my spine. The gun in his hand was aimed directly at us. His finger was twitching dangerously close to the trigger.

Raymond's presence beside me was both a comfort and a curse. His return from the dead had filled me with a hope I never thought I’d feel again. But now that hope was hanging by a thread. Malcolm’s words rattled me to the core.

“Raymond... What does he mean?” My voice trembled as I looked up at him, searching his eyes for some hint of the truth. The thought of him being on drugs, of him needing something so desperately, terrified me. I needed to
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