“My guess seems accurate,” Hannah observed, her voice hardening Like cooling steel.

“Tell me, why did she punish you?”

His eyes darkened, a storm brewing within their depths.

“You made it into the organization.

Joselyn must have assumed I helped you, tattled to the boss’s wife.

” He spat the words like bitter pills.

“She.

she.

He struggled to find the words, his hands knotted into fists.

“She used my sister as a warning, said the organization has a business deal coming up.

And she wants my sister.

wants her to be part of it!”

The air crackled with unspoken horror.

“She can’t,” Winston hissed, his voice murderous.

“My sister.

.

equipped

Something will happen.

.

know it! And the boss’s

.

warned me not to breathe a word to him, or my sister will

It’s all my fault.

couldn’t protect

like a trump, doesn’t she? Forgetting I,

dangerous glint mirrored his

see how adept she is at

sharp as a honed blade,

eyes ablaze with a resolve forged

whispered through the air, gently tugging at their figures as Winston skillfully

glow of lights spilled from the living room, where Amelie had invited

leaned affectionately against Amelie, creating an

“Good evening, Miss Mitchell.

attentive to every detail, hastened to

raised her hand, dismissing the

Hannah,

a mixture of faux politeness and disdain, remarked, “Don’t you understand the rules? Slippers are to

prompting

A murmur arose.

“Is she Mr.

Compton’s daughter?”

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