WantNovelChapter 526
The boutique owner instructed an attendant to bring out several dresses.
Sarah examined them one by one before selecting one and stepping into the fitting room.
The fitting room was small and dimly lit, with heavy curtains blocking the window.
These dresses all looked similar on the hanger; she needed to see how they fit on her.
Layer after layer, the process was tedious. By the tshe peeled off her original outfit, sweat dotted her
forehead.
She slipped into the dress, the silky fabric cool against her skin. Just as she reached for the ties-
The curtain behind her was yanked open.
Sarah gasped. "Who's there?!"
She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, stepping back until her hand found the door handle.
"Don't move."
The voice cfrom behind her.
Her heart raced. She turned her head just enough to see a man standing there. He wore a mask and gripped a
knife, the blade glinting faintly in the dim light.
"Who are you?" she demanded, trying to steady her voice.
Before the man could answer, a voice cfrom outside.
"Miss Sanders? Are you alright?"
It was the store attendant-she must have heard her earlier gasp.
Sarah took a quick, shallow breath and forced calm into her voice. "I'm fine! | just bumped my elbow."
The masked man gave her a sharp nod and pulled the curtain shut again. "I'll be gone soon," he muttered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, loud footsteps echoed from the front of the shop-many footsteps.
Then cthe shouting.
"Search everywhere!"
Sarah's pulse quickened. The man beside her tensed, his breathing shallow.
The voices grew louder as several people barged into the boutique, their movements reckless, their tone
aggressive.
"Sir, you can't just storm in like this!" cthe owner's protest.
"We've got orders! A thief escaped into this street. If they slipped into this store
and harmed a customer, you'd be responsible!"
The footsteps moved closer to the fitting room.
Sarah's grip tightened on the door handle. The man beside her remained still but coiled like a spring, ready to
act.
As the footsteps approached the curtain, Sarah raised her voice.
"Don't you dare cin here!" she snapped. "If there were a thief in here, I'd be screaming my lungs out! Step
inside, and I'll call the police for invading my privacy!"
Silence followed.
The store's security guards stepped in, adding their protests. After several tense minutes, the noise faded as the
intruders reluctantly left.
Sarah exhaled slowly.
The masked man shifted toward the window.
"You can go now," Sarah said, her tone firm but her gaze sharp.
He hesitated, then turned toward the window. His skin was pale beneath the
mask. He paused and glanced back at her, his dark eyes unreadable.
"Thanks," he said softly.
He pulled the curtain aside and slipped out.
As Sarah stepped forward to lock the window behind him, something beneath her shoe crunched.
She looked down.
A watch.
Its strap was broken, and the glass face was cracked with deep scratches.
She bent down and picked up the watch, along with a few scattered pieces. The
brand was old, worn-but still intact enough to read.
"Wait!" she called out, pushing the curtain aside. "Your watch!"
The alley below was empty.
The man was gone.
Like a shadow, he'd vanished without a trace.
Sarah stared at the broken watch in her palm.
Her mind replayed the image of his eyes.
Eyes that held the fierce, cold intensity of a man with nothing left to lose.
Who was he?
Stainles was located in the busiest district of East Coast.
Beyond the Greenwoods District, there was a deep, narrow alleyway.
A luxury car cto a stop in front of an unremarkable little shop.
A woman in a dress stepped out, handbag in hand, and walked into the shop.
The shop owner looked up, surprised.
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"Miss, are you here for a watch?"
The woman opened her handbag and placed a silk-wrapped object on the counter.
"Can this watch be fixed?"
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Most importantly, this watch-only he could fix it.
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and examined it closely. His brows furrowed.
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