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Previously

…Miller stared, frozen. He’d been so close. So damn close. Silas lowered the gun, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. He glanced at Miller. "He was becoming a problem. For everyone." He turned and walked out of the apartment, disappearing into the opulent hallway as if he were a ghost. Miller stood alone in the blood-soaked room, the silence deafening. He looked at Zyir’s lifeless body, then at the empty space where Silas had been. He hadn’t caught him. Not really. The real monster, the one who truly pulled the strings, had just vanished into the night. And he knew, with a chilling certainty, that this was far from over. The crimson stain on the asphalt was just the beginning.