RedNovelChapter 1355
Marion drove through the night, streetlights flickering across his face.
A weathered old newspaper lay crumpled in the passenger seat, its yellow pages detailing every grim detail of
that decade-old kidnapping case, but not a trace of warmth touched his expression.
When he reached the coast, he killed the engine. Clutching the newspaper, he strode to the water's edge. A
lighter flashed in his hand. Flames crawled across the brittle paper, casting dancing shadows on his tense
jawline. He watched until the last ember died, then scattered the ashes across the sand.
Debra had drifted into an uneasy sleep.
Her dreams swirled with half-remembered fragments—a ship's deck, choking smoke, a cramped dark space.
Saltwater stung her nostrils as waves pressed down on her face. She thrashed against the suffocation until she
was exhausted and helplessly sank into the water.
Suddenly, a child's scream pierced the darkness. "Brother, save me."
Debra jolted awake. The fading image of a faceless boy running toward her lingered. Then cthe phantom
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She couldn't remember the face, but it felt strangely familiar.
A sense of unease, one she'd never experienced before, surged through her
body. She trembled as she pulled herself up from the bed.
There was something she needed to confirm. She had to know the answer, and fast.
Old voices crowded her mind.
"Debra, how did you get that scar on your back?"
"Doesn't look like a fall."
"Tell me, Mrs. Houston, do you remember anything before eight?"
The voices in her mind grew louder and more chaotic until Ivan's voice stood out.
"It's the locked attic on the third floor."
Her senses warned this was a trap, and every instinct screamed not to go.
But another voice told her otherwise. She had to know. That memory was too important to her.
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