Chapter8

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Caught in the Web Rory’s POV I stepped out of Julian’s penthouse, my mind spinning. The night air was crisp against my skin, but it did nothing to cool the heat of my panic. Julian had lied to me. From the very beginning, he had known about that night at the masquerade event. He had known I was with him. And yet, he had kept it a secret. Why? I walked quickly down the dimly lit street, my heels clicking against the pavement. My thoughts were a chaotic mess. The mysterious phone call, the file with the crossed-out names, Julian’s cryptic warning—none of it made sense. One thing was clear: I wasn’t safe. I pulled out my phone, my fingers trembling as I dialed the number again. No answer. Whoever had warned me before wasn’t picking up now. A chill ran down my spine. I needed to get a

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