CHAPTER 66:The Smell of Blood

DAMIAN

His lips parted, stammering. “I I don’t know… I don’t know who to choose. Please… don’t place me in the hot seat.” His voice cracked, sweat dripping down his temple.

I leaned back, letting a cold smirk tug at my mouth. Richard stepped closer, bending to whisper something in my ear. I listen...

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