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A TRAITOR AMONG US

CHAPTER 53: A TRAITOR AMONG US

*Zahra's Pov*

I paced frantically around Dashiell's study, my eyes constantly driving towards the large clock that was nailed against the wall.

Boris was seated on one of the couches with his white briefcase kept in between his legs, and an Apple laptop opened beside him as he nibbled on the fourth bucket of Wingstop's chicken. He would often cross one leg over the other, his eyes fixed on whatever he was watching with his mouth as full as an oil barrel.

While Dashiell sat on his swivel chair, his eyes buried in a stack of paperwork. He glanced at me occasionally but said nothing. I guess he understood how paranoid I was feeling, due to how long we had been waiting for Aunt Maggie to come back.

She had been gone for ten hours, and the first thing that came to mind was that Damian had killed her. Until every two hours, Boris would receive a disjointed signal from the Cullen lenses.

Just then, we heard a knock on the door, snapping me out of my thoughts
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