Chapter 62: The Web Tightens

Fred barely slept that night. The darkness felt suffocating, the promise of Ronan's words haunting him in the quiet hours. By morning, he could feel the weight of his decision pressing against his chest.

He had made a deal. A deal with the devil.

And now, there was no going back.

The forest outside the cabin was still shrouded in mist, but Fred had no intention of staying there any longer. Ronan had promised him answers, but Fred knew nothing came for free. He was already in too deep. But at least now, he had a direction.

He looked down at Nia and Torin, still unconscious but breathing, alive for now. He didn't want to leave them behind, but he knew they couldn't stay here. They had to move. His mind raced with possibilities — with threats.

Fred stepped away, his boots crunching over the frost. He took one last look at the cabin, then started down the path leading out of the woods.

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By the time they reached the outskirts of town, the sky was heavy with the threat of rain. Fred didn't know where Ronan had gone, but he knew he would be back. The man always resurfaced when he was needed most — or when he wanted to stir trouble.

Fred didn't care. He had made his choice. Now, it was time to live with it.

But as they approached the outskirts, something caught Fred's eye.

A figure.

A woman.

She was standing just outside the diner, her posture tense. Fred recognized her immediately — though he hadn't seen her in years.

It was Eva.

Her appearance was unexpected, and Fred couldn't hide his shock. She was someone from his past, someone he had once thought he would never see again. Eva had always been beautiful, her dark eyes sharp and calculating. She had a way of looking at people that made them feel like they were being dissected.

But there was something different about her now. Her usual confidence was gone, replaced with something darker — something Fred couldn't quite place.

He hesitated before walking toward her. He could feel the weight of his decision lingering, but at the same time, he couldn't shake the need to find out why she was here.

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As he approached her, Eva turned her head, her eyes narrowing as she took him in.

> "I didn't think I'd see you again," she said, her voice low and distant.

Fred said nothing at first, unsure of what to say. He didn't know what had brought her here, but he knew it couldn't be good.

> "I didn't think I'd see you either," he finally said, his words cold. "What are you doing here?"

Eva took a step forward, her gaze still sharp.

> "You know exactly why I'm here," she replied, her tone hard. "Ronan sent me."

Fred's chest tightened. Ronan. Again.

> "Why now?" Fred asked, his voice betraying a hint of frustration.

Eva's lips curled into a small, mocking smile.

> "Because the game's changed. And you're a part of it now," she said, her words almost a challenge.

Fred looked at her, trying to read her. He had known her long enough to know she wasn't here for small talk. She had always been about business.

> "What do you want?" Fred asked, his voice flat.

Eva's smile faded. She looked down for a moment, as if she were weighing something heavy. Then, her eyes met his again.

> "I want you to understand something," she said quietly. "Ronan isn't playing by the same rules anymore. He's trying to drag us all into something bigger, something we can't control."

Fred's mind raced. He had suspected that Ronan was involved in something dangerous, but this? This was bigger than he had imagined.

> "I don't have time for games," Fred said, his voice firm. "If Ronan wants something from me, he can come and get it."

Eva shook her head slowly, her expression hardening.

> "You don't get it, Fred," she said, her voice taking on a darker tone. "He's already got you. He's been playing you from the start. And you've already made a choice you can't undo."

Fred's heart skipped a beat. Her words sent a chill through him. How could she know what he had agreed to?

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Eva stepped closer, her eyes never leaving his.

> "You think you're in control. But you're not," she said softly. "And once you realize that, it'll be too late."

Fred swallowed, his throat dry. He didn't know what to think, but her words struck a nerve.

> "What does that mean?" Fred asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Eva hesitated for a moment before answering.

> "It means that once you're in this world — Ronan's world — there's no getting out. You've already crossed a line. And there's no going back."

Fred's mind was spinning. He had thought he was prepared for whatever came next, but now, standing in front of Eva, he realized how little he knew. There was so much more at play than he had ever imagined.

Eva took a step back, her eyes scanning the street as if expecting someone to appear.

> "Just remember, Fred," she said, her voice colder now. "You're not alone. And that's the worst part of all."

She turned and walked away, leaving Fred standing there, confused and unsettled.

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As Eva disappeared into the distance, Fred stood frozen, trying to process everything she had said. He had thought he was in control, but now he knew better.

He had walked into a trap, and there was no way out. Ronan's game was just beginning, and Fred was already too deep to turn back.

But there was one thing he knew for sure.

The stakes were higher than ever.

And he wasn't about to let Ronan win.

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