Chapter 18 Come Quickly to Save Sibel

Just as Sibel sat there holding her phone, her fingertips going cold, an unknown number called.

She picked up. A man's voice came through, dark, with an air of superiority: "Sibel, seen the news online?"

Sibel frowned. "Who is this?"

"Alan Flynn." He let out a cold snort, his tone dripping with ...

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