Chapter - 179
Rick slipped into the classroom like a ghost, his movements as silent as a whisper. He hugged the darkness like a second skin, his senses sharp, every nerve tingling with anticipation. His eyes, trained by years of cautious observation, scanned the room with the precision of a hawk on the hunt.
As he took in the scene before him, Rick's breath caught in his throat, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. What he saw sent a jolt of electricity down his spine, igniting a fire of curiosity within him.
