I stayed frozen in place, my muscles locked tight. Had he sensed something? Heard something? Or was I just letting my paranoia spiral?
The conversation wrapped up quickly after that. A few final words exchanged. A nod.
“I’ll see to it,” the man said before stepping away.
His footsteps receded down another corridor, fading gradually until the house swallowed the sound completely.
I waited.
Counted three breaths.
Mr Alexander remained exactly where he stood.
Not speaking, not shifting his weight.
Just standing there.
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ALEXANDER
I knew my senses.
They had never failed me before.
That was why the moment it hit me, I didn’t dismiss it.
Mid-conversation with Kyle, right as he was explaining some minor patrol oversight, something cut clean through the air...sharp, wild, unmistak
