Chapter 107: Clean The Body, Burn It.

Lucas  POV At Velmorra

My knife was still wet.

The guy I stabbed was heavier than he looked—deadweight dragging through gravel like a bag of cement. My shirt clung to my chest. Blood on my forearms. Sweat soaking the back of my neck. My breath came sharp and uneven, lungs burning like I’d bee...

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