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Chapter 3

Word Count: 990    |    Released on: 03/11/2026

Lane'

uised, cold iron as an unseasonable stor

s tall floor-to-ceiling windows, drowning ou

ed glass, staring out at the b

g down," Dylan muttered

ut on that mountain roa

r sofa with a yawn, scrollin

temper. After this misery, she'll finally l

e heavy double doors of t

rector of the skydiving

drenched with rain and mud, and

doorframe to steady himself, s

girl who jumped at four

ted, he slammed his glass dow

pet, buddy,"

ably walking back from the drop zone right n

screamed, nearly hysterical, h

packing staff found an empty main container in the back room - canopy

s whiskey glass, his eyes narrow

ery word carrying the oppressive weight of

you mean,

ark stumbled to the center of the

one stuffed three industrial steel barbell plates into her pack! Nearly forty-five pounds

room fell d

st, the diamond ring on her finger glin

Cecily said, her voic

Bradley can tell you that - she would

e base of the north cliff," Mark choked out, t

vered in blood... human remains scattered across a radius of forty or fifty

Hunter's hand and shattered o

ashed across Cecily's feet,

frozen for fiv

ng laugh erupted fro

eaning back against the bar, a cold,

ome in here and deliver this litt

as if looking at an i

ke! There's a dead woman at

slamming his fist hard ag

he's a spineless, hypocritical, scheming woma

is finger hard i

the cliff to fake her death! She wants me rushing out into the storm, be

ls have confirme

ed, his eyes blazing with a defe

live! Her mother's room in that Phoenix hospice costs me t

Bradley, quietly watching

s mouth about my mother, my heart felt

lled out his phone again, hit spea

voice echoed thro

ling has powered off, or is

rious growl and hit

e roared into the phone, his voice shak

miscalculated! I'm counting to sixty-if you don't walk through that door, I'm calling Phoenix Memorial Hospital ri

lass coffee table, his chest heavi

t for the storm outside still b

nd a ghostly, ice-cold

six months ago," I said

he ventilator, you were in Aspen pick

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