Chapter 22 What’s Going On?

~SCARLETT.

My pulse quickened as I pressed against the wall, barely breathing. Shadows flickered beyond the archway. Slow footsteps echoed, each one louder than the last, tightening the knot of dread in my chest.

Clenching my fists, I willed myself to stay silent.

The silhouette of the short man ...

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