Chapter 7.9 – Checkmate
Amber stares at an old, dusty portrait she found at the warehouse, as though the subject could speak his name. He is strikingly handsome, and exudes supreme confidence even through the dirt and grime his frame has accumulated over years inside the old warehouse. She spotted the small painting hanging askew on the wall, behind a stack of crates and shipping containers. There is no telling why it was hung there in the first place. The man depicted in the painting smiles slyly at Amber, challenging her to learn more about him. She can almost hear him taunting; asking … Continue reading Chapter 7.9 – Checkmate
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