Again, she offered a slight nod. She tried to speak, but he didn’t let her. No need, he could guess, from what she was feeling. The anger was gone now. There was only fear.
Yeeeah, you’ve broken her.
He glanced out the window. There were flashing lights. A PRT van? Or maybe a police car.
Something to do with the email? Seems odd for that kind of email to get such an immediate response, though, so I doubt it.
Maybe the PRT sent people to check if Shadow Stalker had returned home?
A chuckle escaped her lips. “Well, I’ll leave it to you to get out of this situation. When you do? Get the fuck out of my city.”
Y’know, I may have had my doubts, but I think Regent is more than capable of keeping control of a territory.
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