Before Davis could make his escape, the cell guard appeared in the doorway, his expression grim and determined. "What are you doing here, Davis?" he demanded, his voice firm and unwavering.
Caught off guard, Davis faltered for a moment, his hand hesitating on the hilt of the dagger. But the guard's unwavering gaze bore into him, a silent warning that dared him to defy authority.
With a scowl, Davis relented, his cruel intentions thwarted for the moment. With one last hateful glance at Chelsea's unconscious form, he turned on his heel and stalked away, his presence leaving a lingering chill in the air.
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