NovelUSAChapter 618
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| AM INNOCENT ELLIOT "Mercy, please! Mr.
Vittorio...
its...
its the Duke! PLEASE, HAVE MERCY, YOUR GRACE!" One of the prisoners started screaming desperately as we
passed, his voice carrying through the small iron-barred window on the heavy steel door.
His cries triggered a chain reactiona chorus of pleading voices.
And yet, down here, there were barely ten prisoners left waiting for death.
"SHUT UP, YOU DAMN DOGS, OR ILL KILL YOU ALL RIGHT NOW!"" Vittobellowed, enraged.
The sound of muffled sobs filled the air.
| simply kept walking toward the door at the end of the corridor.
The snap of a whip greetedthe moment Vittounlocked and pushed open the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| stepped inside, my eyes adjusting instantly to the dim candlelight flickering against the stone walls.
Strapped to a wooden X-shaped frwas the man who had once been my most trusted aide.
His head hung low, his clothes reduced to shreds, barely clinging to his battered body.
Open wounds bled freely across his skin.
Thadnt even seen his back yet, but | knew it had to be worse.
Iraised my hand, and the executioner immediately stopped lashing him.
Wallace groaned in agony.
His unfocused eyes landed on me, and suddenly, it was as if he had cback to life.
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| didnt...
betray you..." "Leave us," | ordered.
Vittoand the executioner exited, and | felt them standing guard outside.
| stepped closer to the prisoner.
"You were the only one who knew about the inspection.
The only one who knew the Duchess had discovered the grain hiding spots.
And wasnt it you who personally handled my carriage?" | asked, my voice razor- sharp with barely restrained
fury.
Ts
yes...
[supervised the carriage...
but I didnt say anything, I" "So you knew about the secret hatch underneath?! SPEAK, DAMN IT!" My patience
snapped.
| grabbed him by the throat, squeezing so hard he started choking.
My own breath cragged.
My jaw clenched, my muscles strained! was holding myself back from ending him right here.
Still, he denied it, feigning confusion.
"You know whats worse? If | hadnt lived through itif | hadnt been seconds from deathl might have still believed
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyour innocent face and fake tears." Images flashed through my mindher, bleeding out in my arms.
Both of us plummeting down the cliff.
The cold, relentless grasp of death clawing at us in the river.
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[didnt...
kn-know...
about...
the carriage..." he choked out, his eyes bulging in terror, tears streaking down his bloodied face.
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