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บททั้งหมดของ Love in the Line of Fire: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 117

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CHAPTER 111

Ilana couldn’t think. Couldn’t move. Her body didn’t feel like her own. She felt like a puppet whose strings had been cut and bloodied, unable to even stand on its own anymore.Somehow, even though it took all of her strength—she made herself look up.Ilana watched as Josephine stepped forward. Ilana noticed the exact moment her gait changed—less of the staggered weight of a grieving mother and more of a prowl. Her spine straightened with each step. Her eyes, hollow seconds ago, now sparked with something feral.Josephine Meyer shed the skin of mourning like it had never belonged to her. Her trembling hands stilled, the tears vanished, and in their place stood the woman Ilana had started imagining Josephine to be—back in her college days. The kind of woman who could survive a man like Adam and come back swinging.Ilana’s fingers tightened around the syringe in her pocket. Just a second more. Just one more moment until she could run to Calix, hold him close, feel him beneath her fi
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CHAPTER 112

(THE FLASHBACK)Ilana was getting ready for a nap when the phone had rang.She was glad—god, she was so fucking glad—she hadn’t fallen asleep.It was the number she’d given to Josephine. She picked up with a frown on her face.“Calix is up,” Josephine said and Ilana could’ve sworn she felt the floor shift beneath her shift.“What?” She asked numbly. “Calix is up,” Jo repeated, her voice more urgent now. “You need to go there. Keep it a secret. No one can know that he’s gained consciousness. I have a guy stationed there but he can’t handle the situation for long. Go.”“Okay,” she breathed, hanging up. —----Ilana arrived at the hospital dressed in the scrubs she’d stolen from the nurse two days earlier. Her mask was on, her head bowed just slightly.But her heart—god, her heart was thunderous. She could feel it in her throat, in her teeth. She was sure people could hear it, smell the tension leaking off her.She kept walking until she was in front of the door she knew to be Calix’s.
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CHAPTER 113

The night air was cool on the terrace, carrying the faint scent of roses and the distant sound of the city below. Ilana leaned against the railing, the weight of everything finally settling into quiet relief. It wasn’t over for her yet. Helene was still free, still unpunished. But it was over for Calix and Josephine and that in itself was a huge victory. Footsteps approached softly from behind. Calix came up beside her, sliding his hand into hers.“How did the press conference go?” She asked, turning towards him.“As well as anyone could’ve expected, I guess,” he said, exhaling heavily. “It’s over now.”Ilana nodded, letting the moment stretch. She could feel he had more to say so she kept quiet, giving him his space.“Your name’s been cleared so you can be free now,” he said finally, smiling at her. But it felt heavy.“The lawyers are transferring everything Adam owned into my name. The properties, the businesses… it’s all coming to me.” He gave a bitter laugh. “Feels strange. Li
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CHAPTER 114

The meeting place was a half-abandoned warehouse at the edge of town, far enough from surveillance, close enough to reach quickly if something went wrong. The air smelled like dust and engine oil, and the flickering overhead lights did nothing to make it feel less like a trap.Calix followed Ilana through a narrow hallway. She didn’t talk at all on the way, just told him he was finally going to meet Vincent.When they stepped into the room, two figures were already waiting. Calix recognied Charlie almost immediately, shrouded by darkness, leaning against the far wall. He nodded at Calix.Calix nodded back, hoping to convey his silent gratitude for the way he’d helped them at the gala.The other one sat on a worn looking sofa. Calix recognized him before he even spoke. Vincent sat with an easy stillness, like the silence before a storm. Sharp eyes, weathered hands. The kind of man who’d seen everything and still somehow kept his soul intact.He wasn’t sure what he expected. Something
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CHAPTER 115

Vincent, Calix and Charlie were hunched over papers at the table. Ilana stood by the doorway, arms crossed tight, gaze pinned to nothing.She didn’t wanted to get involved in mapping out the details. She trusted Vincent to handle all of it.She stared at Calix, at the way he talked to these people—her people. How well he blended into her world. It scared her and made her warm inside all at once. Seeing him step into the part of her life that had shaped the few good things she still held onto.Charlie glanced up from the sofa and Ilana smiled—a peace offering. He smiled back before getting up.He walked over towards her, leaning against the wall right next to her.“How’re you holding up, kiddo?” He asked, staring at Vincent.She shrugged. “Better. Considering my boyfriend’s busy planning my death.”Charlie laughed, then turned his body towards her. Ilana glanced at him, reading the words he’d meant to say without him having to say it.“You don’t have to apologize,” she said quickly. “A
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CHAPTER 116

Helene Fischer had vanished into the shadows the moment Adam Meyer was arrested.For days, she'd disappeared off every known grid. But Ilana knew her well. Helene wasn’t running out of fear—she was waiting. The moment Adam’s empire crumbled, Helene knew trouble could follow. Whatever missions the academy took, they never left behind any paper trails, any documentations that can be traced back to them. They were smart like that. And they had to be, Ilana understood. Running an illegal hitman business didn’t exactly survive negligence.Adam didn’t have anything tangible. None of them ever did. But he was a well respected man. Even after everything, his word meant something. Helene had known it wasn’t a risk she wanted to take.Vincent and Charlie had spent a week tracking her. A full week of coded messages, bribed guards, traced locations, and false trails. Helene knew how to vanish. But so did they. And in the end, they found her.It was her and Charlie, in the end. They were the on
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EPILOGUE

The little house on the coast didn’t look like much from the outside. Faded blue shutters, creaky steps leading to a porch too small for more than two chairs, and wildflowers overrunning the garden like they owned the place. But for Ilana, it was home.The only home she’d known that was peaceful and quiet.Inside Calix was making breakfast.He moved with effortless rhythm in the small kitchen, flipping pancakes with a finesse that only came after years of practice.When she’d asked him where he’d learned to cook like that, he’d shrugged and simply said: “living alone in New York teaches you things.”And that was understandable enough. Because he never would’ve known things like these living in the Meyer mansion - surrounded by gold and lies.Ilana leaned against the counter, arms crossed, hair a tangle from sleep. She didn’t even pretend to help—Calix had long since accepted she couldn’t cook to save her life. Instead, she soaked in the warm scent of butter and coffee.Calix stood shi
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