Chapter 40 The Night I Met A Killer (3)

The silence in the room was heavy, broken only by the faint hiss of the cigarette. Ace didn’t move. He just watched me through the smoke, his expression completely unreadable.

“I’m going to sleep,” I whispered, climbing into bed.

“No.” He flicked ash onto the floor. “You stay awake. If he finds us t...

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