LOGINMANNIE’S POV"Aren't you going for the team meeting?""I am. I just want to print this out, so that I can submit it immediately after the meeting to the supervisor." I responded, stapling the document together.The printer hummed beside me, spitting out the last page. I tapped the stack lightly on the table, aligning the edges before pressing the stapler down with a firm click."Alright, be fast.""Mm." I quickly attached the document to the file and followed after her.My heels clicked softly against the tiled floor as I walked. Around me, people moved in clusters, murmuring, laughing, some holding files like me.The air smelled faintly of coffee and paper.The door to the meeting was left open as the person before me had left it open, so I could easily enter.I walked into the meeting room and moved to the seat around the perimeter, close to the edge.I preferred the edges. It made it easier
MANNIE’S POV"You can see your son now." The nurse said, directing me towards Zane's ward."Thank you." I thanked the nurse before she left.My legs felt weak as I walked down the corridor. The smell of antiseptic clung to the air, yet it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.Each step felt heavy.Like I was walking through something thick, something that held me back.I reached the door and paused for a second. My fingers hovered over the handle, trembling slightly before I pushed it open.Entering the ward, my gaze immediately fell on Zane's sleepy face.He lay still on the bed, his small body wrapped in white sheets. A thin tube ran from his hand, and the faint beep of the monitor filled the room.My chest tightened.I walked closer, slowly, as if I was afraid he might disappear if I moved too fast.His lashes rested softly against his cheeks. His lips were slightly parted, and his
3RD POV"Then can you tell us what you have experienced, who knows, we may like your god." Nate said.The killer's expression turned hideous.His lips stretched in a slow, broken grin that didn’t reach his eyes. His eyes… they shifted, dark and hollow, like something had eaten away the man inside and left only a shell behind. A faint tremor ran through his shoulders, and the air in the cave thickened.For a moment, everyone held their breath.Even the dripping water from the cave ceiling seemed to pause.Fear crept into their bones, silent and cold. What if he attacked? What if he decided to kill Zane right there?Zane lay limp in his arms, his head tilted awkwardly, his chest rising faintly.If Zane had been awake, he could have struggled. He could have fought. But now… he was nothing more than a fragile weight.And that made everything worse.No one knew what drug they had used
3rd POVThe police stood in a loose line, their weapons lowered but ready. One of them raised a hand slowly, palm open, voice steady as he spoke.“Listen… let the child go. We can talk this out.”The man didn’t move. His grip around Zane’s neck tightened, the knife pressing closer against the boy’s skin.“Four minutes,” he said, his voice rough. “You have four minutes left.”A murmur spread through the officers. One of them checked his watch, his brows tightening.“He already gave five minutes earlier,” another whispered under his breath. “He’s counting down.”No one moved back. No one stepped away.Because walking down the mountain blindly made no sense. One wrong step, one hidden trigger, and everything could end in seconds.The possibility hung in the air.Bombs.Traps.A setup waiting for them
3rd POVDavid's team and the police simultaneously discovered that the stolen van was parked west of the capital.A low murmur spread through the officers. Radios crackled. Boots shifted against gravel.One officer pointed at the screen in the patrol car. “It hasn’t moved in hours.”
MANNIE’S POVMy hand hovered above my phone screen as I contemplated calling Dominic. Biting my lips, my eyes hazy and filled with contemplation as I wondered if this was the right thing to do.The call icon glowed faintly under my thumb. One tap. That was all it would take.My finger trembled.
3rd POVMannie pushed through the crowd to return to her office when someone stopped her."I was informed you wanted to see the manager. He is on a business trip. If it isn’t urgent, you can wait or relay the message to me.""She probably came to see the fight." Both of them thought inwardly."It's
MANNIE’S POVI walked straight to the administrative manager’s office with my phone in hand and anger still burning under my skin. The glue on my chair, the oil on the floor, the childish trap—Lilith and Dianna thought they were smart.They weren’t.I knocked once, pushed the door open—Empty.The
MANNIE’S POVThe morning air felt sharp against my skin as I stepped out of the elevator. I held a warm coffee in my hand, letting the heat sink into my fingers. I barely slept after last night’s chaotic call with Dominic. My eyes still felt heavy, but I pushed forward.I tightened my grip on the c
MANNIE’S POVThe living room looked like a tiny market full of bright colours and noise the moment I opened the boxes David brought.New toys, new clothes, school bags, books—everything was scattered on the floor already.And the kids were everywhere.Nate stood closest to me, watching everything w







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