Chapter 310: History Repeating Itself?

Caleb’s P.O.V

I watched my father closely, my arms crossed, leaning against the doorway of the morgue where he stood, pacing back and forth like a lion in a cage. The light from the morgue streamed through the cracked door, illuminating the tension in the creases of his forehead and the stiffness o...

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