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    But then she saw William’s steady profile—calm, unyielding—and forced herself to breathe.


    If she faltered now, she’d only drag him down. That, she couldn’t allow.


    William pulled her toward the far wall, mming his palm against a panel. The bookshelf swung inward, revealing a narrow staircase descending into darkness.


    “Emergency passage,” he said quickly. “It leads to a hidden garage out back.” His voice dropped into hism. “Luca, n B. Cover the retreat.”


    Though his face stayedposed, William was rattled beneath the surface. The safe house—meant to be airtight—had already been breached. The enemy was moving faster, sharper than he’d anticipated.


    A pang of guilt cut through him. He’d brought Ste here, thinking it would shield her, and instead he’d led her straight into the fire. Every muscle in his body coiled with resolve: he would get her out, no matter the cost.


    The passage swallowed them in dimness, lit only by faint blue sensor lights that flickered under their steps.


    Muffled gunfire rumbled from above, each shot jolting through Ste like a shockwave, her heart racing in time with the distant echoes.


    Every step felt unsteady, yet she kept her pace, unwilling to break away from William’s side.


    Then a burst of gunfire shattered the quiet—the unmistakable sound of the enemy breaking in.


    A heavy thud, followed by the pound of boots on the floor, mmed into the entrance of the passage.


    In an instant, William acted. He shoved Ste forward, his body a shield, and spun around to fire toward the threat without a second thought.


    Ste stumbled, nearly losing her footing, but the urgency in William’s voice snapped her back. “Keep going!” he shouted, his words sharp and cold as ice.<fn5503> The source of th?s content is F?ndNovel</fn5503>


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    The crack of gunfire tore through the narrow space like thunder, ringing in Ste’s ears, drowning everything else out.


    Panic seized her chest, and her legs screamed to stop. But when she nced over her shoulder, she saw a shadowy figure drop to the floor with a violent jolt.


    “Run, don’t look back!” William barked.


    William’s voice carried a sharp edge as he fired in bursts, covering their retreat while sticking close to Ste.


    She clenched her jaw and sprinted down the passage, his footsteps steady behind her, punctuated by the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground.


    The corridor ended at a heavy steel door. William punched in a code, and it slid open to reveal a small garage with a ck SUV waiting inside.


    Without hesitation, he shoved Ste into the passenger seat, slid behind the wheel, and started the engine in one smooth motion.


    The SUV shot out like a bullet, tearing down a hidden forest path.


    Ste gasped for air, clutching her chest as her heart pounded.


    But relief was short-lived—two SUVs were already chasing them, headlights slicing through the trees.


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