Chapter 14

Neveah’s POV

The cold tarmac bit into the soles of my feet as I pushed harder. My lungs burned, ribs screamed, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.

Men burst into action behind me.

They’ll probably shoot.

I didn’t care.

A bullet might be better than what awaited me. At least a shot to the skull meant c...

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