Chapter 392



Jaxon lunged at Zoe, looking to land a punch, but Bran sent him flying with a swift kick. "Come on, man, hitting a woman? Show some class." Jaxon hit the ground hard, groaning as he struggled to get up.

Cursing under his breath, he pointed a threatening finger at Annora. "Fine, you've got your knight in shining armor now, but just you wait. Once we're out of here, you're dead."

Annora was in tears, too scared to even look at Jaxon.

Zoe wrapped her arms around Annora, whispering words of comfort that I couldn't quite catch.

Then, all of a sudden, the lights went out.

Silence fell over us.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what madness would unfold next.

The only sounds were our collective breaths and the steady drip of a leaky faucet. No other hint of what was to come.

"Please don't tell me there's some sort of gas leak. This place isn't exactly well-ventilated," someone said, their voice shaking with fear. "Are we going to die here?"

Panic started to spread.

"What do we do? What do we do?"

hand found mine, squeezing it gently as if to say, "Don't worry, I've got

hitched. It was Dexter's

as we moved to a corner of

felt like the worst of humanity was

like an eternity, a dim light began

flickered back

up in confusion. "What's going

that it? Just

perpetrator would do something as mundane as cutting the

a scream

of

from the ceiling. His throat had been slit, preventing any

who had threatened Annora,

my gaze

before the lights went out. She didn't looke capable of committing such a dark act

A

Who killed Jaxon?

killer had to

Jaxon's body, urging Zoe and Annora to move. "We need to

muttered something under his breath, standing close to

felt a chill run down

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