Chapter 9 · free to read
He had spent six hours being righteously angry. It lasted exactly as long as it took to nearly die.
Not forgiveness. Something more useful, and considerably more frightening.
Ji-woo's death and Ha-eun's hunters had never been two stories. They had one supplier.
The broker had reached for them at last, which meant for the first time they knew precisely where his hand was.
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