Memories of that day two years ago flashed through her mind—the day they were both kidnapped.
Charlotte remembered it clearly: after Xena was rescued, she’d looked back at her with an expression that was unmistakable—mocking, triumphant, as if she’d gotten exactly what she wanted.
Some deep instinct told Charlotte that Xena had been involved in that abduction.
Two years. She’d been waiting for this reckoning.
“You… what are you doing? I never touched you! They were the ones who started it!”
Xena, unnerved by the look in Charlotte’s eyes, scrambled up from the couch, her legs trembling as she backed away, her voice rising in panic.
“I’m warning you! Darren is about to make me his wife! If you lay a finger on me, he’ll make sure your entire family disappears without a trace!”
Charlotte’s pace didn’t falter. From behind her mask, a low, cold chuckle slipped out.
“My whole family?”
“Ms. Lancaster, what if I told you—I don’t have a family?”
“That makes your threat useless.”
She stopped right in front of Xena, drew her arm back, and her fist clenched, ready to strike—
Thud!
A heavy blow landed squarely between Charlotte’s shoulder blades. Searing pain shot through her.
Caught off guard, she staggered forward and spun around.
Her pupils narrowed behind her mask.
A few feet away, Noah was standing, gripping a heavy metal toy gun in his small hands.
The thing that had struck her was a hard pebble, fired straight from the barrel of that gun.
“That’s for daring to bully my Xena!” he shouted, lifting the gun again and aiming at Charlotte’s stomach.
Thud!
Charlotte pressed her lips together, enduring the fiery pain in her abdomen and cheek, her legs refusing to move.
Her body felt frozen.
“Noah…”
She stared at him, her eyes shining with tears, wanting to speak, but her voice was so faint only she could hear it.
Noah glared at her silent, unmoving figure. His dark eyes flashed, his words bitten off, each one cold and sharp:
“This last shot is for you—because you…”
“Because you look exactly like her. The one woman I hate most in this world.”
Before the echo of his words could fade, Noah raised the gun, aimed it directly at Charlotte’s heart, and pulled the trigger.
Thud!

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