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17. Orders From The Boss
Something wasn’t right.
After exploring the entire mansion—well, almost—Lizzy realized, albeit a bit belatedly, that not only was Joey missing, but the entire crew of maids and servants had vanished into thin air. Just like that. Which was not a very comforting realization to have, given the panic that slowly started building up in her chest.
Lizzy dashed back to the front of the mansion, panting and sweating for all the wild reasons. She had no idea what was going on. Could Vector be behind this? Was he out for vengeance now? Just because she was playing hard to get? Because she wasn’t keeping her end of the bargain—
Wait, speaking of the bargain, another thought exploded in her head, breaking down whatever semblance of sanity she still possessed. Previously, if she was losing her mind because she couldn’t find Joey, she was now on the brink of going nuts because what if Vector had had enough of her retaliations? What if this
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