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Chapter 25: Truth and Wine
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The phone feels heavy in my hand, Lydia’s contact glaring at me from the screen. My thumb hovers over the call button.

No.

I shove the phone back into my pocket. Tate’s blood still stains my knuckles, the metallic scent clinging to my skin. I got what I needed from him, Justin's plan, the location of the fake evidence. But now…

Do I let Zac fall? Or stop it?

The question gnaws at me as I pace the empty safehouse. Olivia and Eddy are out gathering intel, leaving me alone with my thoughts. And the one person I want to talk to the one person whose strategic mind could untangle this mess is the same person I just drove away.

I returned to the underground cell, the air still heavy with the scent of sweat and blood. Tate looked up, his swollen eyes filled with wariness. I crouched beside him, my voice low and sharp.

"Listen carefully. You never speak of this. If Justin finds out you talked, he’ll see it as betrayal and we both know what he does to traitors."

Tate swallowed hard
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