Chapter 14 - Confronting Clara Face-To-Face At An Old Abandoned Warehouse
Forty-eight hours later, the nightmare had shifted location to the decaying concrete ruins of an abandoned maritime warehouse near the docks.
My hands and feet were bound tightly with industrial zip ties, sitting on a cold wooden crate in the center of the cavernous room.
Maisie was safely locked inside a secured police van outside, but Clara had used me as bait to lure Ethan into her trap.
Ethan stood ten feet away, his wrists similarly bound to a metal support pillar while blood trickled from a cut above his eyebrow.
Clara paced back and forth in front of us, wearing a dark trench coat and holding a loaded firearm with casual ease.
“You ruined everything, Ethan! I gave you my loyalty, my career, and my soul, and you chose this mediocre life!” Clara screamed.
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“You were never well, Clara; this was all a delusion from the very beginning,” Ethan said steadily, staring her down.
“A delusion? We’ll see how delusional you think I am when I erase her and take my rightful place!” Clara raised the barrel.
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