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... ld stone floor in slow, rhythmic beats. The storm outside had quieted, but the storm inside hadn’t.
Frank stood under the broken stained-glass window, gun raised, finger firm on the trigger. His eyes were locked on Zoey — steady, cold, unblinking.
Zoey’s breath hitched. Her pulse flickered under the faint blue glow on her wrist — that same light Frank had seen when he caught her sleeve earlier.
"Frank," she said softly, "you need to put the gun down."
He didn’t. H ...
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