Chapter 157 TARIQ.

ETHAN.

"ETHAN!"

The fist hit the door again, three heavy blows, and the whole cabin shook. A thin line of dust drifted down from the ceiling beam and landed on my cheek.

I couldn't brush it off. I was lying on my side, the overturned iron chair digging into my back, one wrist half free of the rope, ...

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