Chapter87

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"f*****g fine by me. At least it'll be f*****g peaceful. Enjoy your f*****g tomb," Hanzo retorts, frustration seeping into his voice. Cam glares at him, dripping with spite. "I will." Hanzo stabs at the lobster meat with his fork, frustration directed at the rebellious young man. Despite the trauma they've endured, Jessamae remains a beacon of hope. Hanzo gazes down at her angelic face, a wave of exhaustion crashing over him. He notices the darkness clouding her eyes, aware that someone went to great lengths to secure Alistair's release. Hanzo is determined to uncover the purpose behind it, even if he has to forcibly extract the truth from Ferlins himself. Clenching his fists, Hanzo acknowledges that Gramps won't be any less deceased tomorrow. Jessamae's birthday is just a month away, an

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