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Chapter 5 Green eyed brunette

Word Count: 1165    |    Released on: 02/11/2026

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to do something–fast. Something about the green-eyed

the call. "Keep an eye on her. Nothi

ws you are alive." I had thought about it. Dragging the spitfire i

sure she is safe." I ord

the game. Whoever wanted me dead better be ready to give me a g

n, bullets filled, the dagger sharp. I nodded in satisfaction

ould have lulled me to sleep. – but no. My mind wa

e table. Hearing the dull thud as it landed beside

doe -shaped green eyes, like forests I could lose myself

scles tense but screaming at me. Despite

tate to give me her blood to survive. She took good care of me, though she hated my guts. She loo

tartled me, bringing

my gun. Three slow taps in a rhyt

ight grip, regardless. I approached the door silently,

the door

rt,"

forcement, no calls to anyone suspicious. She went home. Op

g on or she just gave up because I'm dead.

ke she's planning anything. Honestly, she looked

she wanted you to hand over file 69. But you

I don't want to grab the atte

t behind him. My eyes glued to he f

if I was missing s

lem right now. Even though she is

be a part of this," I said,

not conf

is face blank and v

would be a dead giveawa

hint of sinister smile I would h

hough I was furious.

oy file 69, where

e. "I give the orders here.

ne, I sat back

e, we have a mole. Don't let

And the lin

e was the only person that knew

ant in here, like the world was retiring.

pped it open. More pictures. Sur

Audrey

e:

Er Nurse.

"What the hell Dante." I cursed. It's ju

d the n

ariana

e:

slammed the file on the

y journalist to l

ight. She hadn't published anything since th

or was something big

hone, texting a

Bank, phone, internet....

a hand through my thick black

n to my torso. Old scars of bullets injuries decorated my b

ng wasn

the trap. Someone wanted me gone, and they were

e them d

ven more dangerous t

ore danger than I

thought. Either way. I'll keep

e my stomach ch

ning my thumb across the sharp tip. Bl

ey as bait," I whispered into the dark. T

d on the scrunchy bed. My gun b

ve got an unknown target on my back and a woman you can'

hut, her voice e

't bleed out and

ance. "sto divent

ked my stuff and l

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