Chapter 19 Mr. Müller’s Black Card

Eliza arrived quickly—gun in hand.

The moment she entered, she looked Lia up and down. “Is it really you?”

“Of course.” Lia slapped her hand away.

“You don’t look like the Lia I used to know.”

“Stop fooling around. Let’s go.”

“Wait.” Eliza pulled back her windbreaker, slipped a small black handgun f...

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