Walter propped against his chin, glancing between lan and Dylan before his gaze finally settled on Maja, who was lounging on the

couch.

The air was thick with an unspoken tension among the trio, but he couldn't afford to dwell on it now.

lan had laid out the plan: they were making their move tonight, and that meant Walter needed to get his head in the game.

In the room, Dylan turned to Walter, "You're with me. Watch your six."

Walter couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, "Relax, I've got it."

As lan stepped outside, he scooped Maja up and carried her off to bed for srest. Maja slept soundly, undisturbed by the

movement, but it was the distant sound of an explosion during the night that jolted her awake. She scrambled out of bed and

rushed to the living room.

The men were gone, and a wave of unease washed over her. At the door, she noticed a note under the light switch - a message

from lan.

"Stay put, I'll be back soon."

She exhaled in relief, but then a knock on the door startled her. It was the woman from next door.

"Maja, you up?"

saw the woman holding out a steaming

haven't had your dinner yet, have you?

seat at the dining table. "You know lan, don't you?" Maja inquired. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

since lan had arrived, the woman had kept her distance. Now,

"I've seen him at

aback, "Does he

me, I'm sure I'd seem familiar to

she leaned back, her slender fingers twirling a sharp dagger - a

bloom into a flower in her

but I feel a connection with you. I wasn't in those combat pits by choice; I was sold into them, like

survive. I was the second person to make it out alive in

glancing at Maja,

her expression cool and composed, "The

she'd already

woman confirmed with a nod, a sharp glint in her eyes, "Yes, he was the first. I've kept tabs on him

person you were looking for would be him. He might not

nodded. She didn't know much about lan's tin the combat pits,

- pain that only lan himself

one to volunteer his past. Especially in front of those he cared about, he preferred to

alone.

prevent him from doing just that - worried that he might get into trouble and keep her in

the scity, even if just lingering in the shadows, was better than

back at the Sanders

woman's wrist was adorned with a small jade bead, threaded

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