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Chapter 89  Asphalt Stare

Author: Skyrainbow
last update publish date: 2026-05-14 19:37:22

The crowd was garbage. Lina shoved through the tourists.

Then she saw her.

Jane Sweet was standing dead center in the chaos. Her coat cost more than a kidney, and her hands were relaxed at her sides. She was waiting.

Lina stared into Jane’s eyes, waiting for the muzzle flash. A tourist slammed into Lina’s shoulder, cursing her out. Lina didn't blink. Neither did Jane.

Then a swarm of sightseers cut the line of sight. When the crowd cleared, the sidewalk was empty. Jane was gone.

Lina didn't wa
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