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Chapter Eighty: A Desperate Gamble

Chapter Eighty: A Desperate Gamble

Phera POV:

I stood outside the interrogation room, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. This was the moment of truth. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself and pushed open the door. The sight that greeted me was jarring – Josh was tied to a chair but his hands loose but cuffed, his face bloodied and bruised, evidence of the beating he'd received at the hands of the guards and my mates and probably countless other allies.

His eyes widened in surprise as I stepped into the room, but then a twisted smile spread across his face. "Phera, sweetheart. Didn’t expect to see you here," he sneered, his voice dripping with mockery.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to remain composed. "Josh, we need to talk."

He laughed, a sound that grated on my nerves. "Talk? About what? How you betrayed me? How you are with those bastards instead of me?"

I took a seat across from him, trying to appear calm. "Josh, this isn’t about you and me. This is about
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Heather Whitson
I wonder why she didn't tell them about the food being poisoned?
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