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Chapter 4

Word Count: 1114    |    Released on: 06/05/2026

ours after Haskell left, unable to sit still any longer. She needed clothes for her mother. Insurance cards. Whatever cash she could scrape together.

of streetlights and the rhythmic sw

ke a cage. The air was stale. On the tiny kitchen counter sat a vase

the trash with a violence that surprised her. It fe

h she had. She pulled an old shoebox from under her bed whe

ipped

ce: $

d over her. She slid down the side of her dresser until she was sitting on the floor, the

ut she refused to let them fall

's name, which she'd saved from the business card. But h

ved to anothe

was a rich liar. And a small, desperate part of her needed to hear it

resse

d was loud-thumping bass, shouting, and a woman's hig

said, his voice

ing her voice low and st

thing okay?" He s

e's really sick. I need money. A lot of money. F

ry to hear that. But... I'm totally broke. I just paid my

oked. The man with the Patek Philippe watch was living

he pushed, her voice trembling

ympathy. "Everyone's broke. Why don't you ask your manage

ic

hun

shaking. Not with sadness. With pure, unadulterated

ost of two years of memories, evaporated. It

efficient. She had to get back to the hospital. She would sell her

r apartment building when her

Mercer. I'm Mr. Knight's executive assistant. He asked me to

coffee shop. He was tall, with a clean-shaven head and an impeccably tailo

aid, his voice matter-of-fact. "This includes transfer to a specialist

folder. "I don't unde

n, to be repaid at your convenience. No deadline. No hidden clauses." He slid a sleek black smartphone acro

It felt like a lifeline

he want i

discuss that with you personally. For no

d like ashes, but it was a small

red, nodding. "Tel

g her sleep, Alayna felt a new resolve harden within her

Caiden Ellis pay, t

pened a new spreadsheet. The ti

ckets, $180. November 2021, Textbooks for HIST

of her life, her sweat, her sacrifice, that he had stolen. The lis

uzzed. A messag

e

ore caring than two years of

sofa, staring at the ceiling. The ga

plan. Phase one: Play the victim. Go dark emot

promise t

r old phone. Hey babe, sorry about before. Don't

ouched Alayna'

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