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Chapter 55 She Comes Clean

The dark night stretched above like a heavy curtain.

Jean kept her head low, trying to avoid the harsh glare from the flashlights shining in her face.

She didn’t say a word, but inside, she was on edge.

The men in black were dragging her out of the woods, no hesitation, no mercy–and the one who said he’d come for her still hadn’t shown up.

Suddenly-

A strange sound rustled through the trees. Something was moving fast across the forest floor, brushing against leaves and twigs with sharp, slicing whispers.

It was getting closer.

And then–like a lightning bolt out of nowhere–a streak of black shot into view, so fast it blurred into a phantom.

No one could see what it really was Just a blur. Just a shadow,

Jean’s heart stopped. Her whole body went rigid.

She watched, wide–eyed, as a scream tore through the air–sharp, abrupt, terrifying.

One of the guards–a tall, broad–shouldered man–was taken down in a blink.

The rest of them froze.

These were seasoned men, the kind used to blood and violence. But even they were shaken by what they’d just seen.

The danger was sudden. Overwhelming. Like a predator had just stepped into the field and made it very clear who the real apex was

And it wasn’t them.

The shadow didn’t stop.

It moved like death incarnate–silent, brutal, fast.

Fists cracked bones. Kicks sent men flying. In the dark, his limbs were like knives. Quick. Cruel. Precise.

They never stood a chance.

One by one, they hit the dirt, groaning, helpless.

Jean was the only one left standing.

She blinked

Then, the blur was in front of her.

Up close, she could see a flash of hair swaying in the night wind.

The boy crouched down, and his voice–cool and crisp like mint–drifted into her ears.

“Gel on”

Jean froze.

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carried her effortlessly, like she weighed nothing

moved through the trees like a wolf, wild and fast. The forest blurred

of

didn’t know how he did

they

next thing she

Neon signs glowing in the

They were out.

They were free.

Finished

Ludwig was setting her down on a sleek black motorcycle that

action movie.

parted slightly

anything, Ludwig reached up and gently fit a

of

just let him. Quiet and

the helmet. Her eyes

“You

to say. But she didn’t know where

she began slowly, “that I haven’t told

She was

is it?” he

Almost too black to be real. They made his skin look

said. “But I woke up one day, and it was like a big part of

said it

wasn’t going to keep

thought knowing the plot of the book was enough to

But she’d been wrong

anything. Abyssal Choir. Ludwig. The

all a

many blanks. Too many things the

to make it here, if she wanted a real

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beat him to

her cards on

memory? Ludwig echoed, brows tugging

of emotion

Jean nodded.

Finished

nervous,” she said softly. “But now, I think I can trust you. So I

up

make it sound believable.

him think her memory loss was real–and that she was still the same Jean,

even thought

She was dead meat

kill her in five different ways with

Jean’s heart was pounding

Ludwig said nothing.

just stared at her–unmoving, unreadable, eyes locked

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