CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHT : BURNT OF IT

My lips parted to retort but she beat me to it again, cutting me off.

“The police would be here any minute, Ethan.

I’ve called them.

She would have to pay for her crimes this time.

I won’t ever let get away with killing the old master,” she cried as she went on her knees beside Ethan, hugging hi...

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