Chapter 21.
Emily POV
Before I could react, Douglas pulled me up from the ground.
He held me steady, his arm muscles tensed tight.
I looked up at him and realized he was a mess too—his clothes were stained with mud, and there were still-wet bloodstains on his arm.
"Mr. Campbell... why... why are you here?"...
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Kapitel
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3.
4. 4.
5. Chapter 5
6. 6.
7. Chapter 7.
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. 11.
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13.
14. 14.
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19,
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21.
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter 27
28. 28.
29. Chapter 29
30. Chapter 30
31. Chapter 31
32. Chapter 32
33. Chapter 33
34. 34.
35. Chapter 35
36. Chapter 36
37. Chapter 37
38. Chapter 38
39. Chapter 39
40. Chapter 40.
41. Chapter 41
42. Chapter 42
43. Chapter 43
44. Chapter 44.
45. Chapter 45.
46. Chapter 46
47. Chapter 47.
48. Chapter 48
49. Chapter 49
50. Chapter 50.
51. Chapter 51
52. Chapter 52.
53. Chapter 53.
54. Chapter 54
55. Chapter 55
56. Chapter 56
57. Chapter 57
58. Chapter 58
59. Chapter 59
60. Chapter 60
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