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Two trucks, modified with heavy machinery and filled with men in scarves, swerved to flank them. Thomas stepped on the gas, but the jeep was no match for the desert-tuned engines of the militia. A single shot rang out, shattering the side mirror.

Back in Africa, Thomas had not given up. Left for dead in the desert, he had been found by a group of nomadic Tuaregs. Driven by a guilt that burned hotter than the sun, he sold everything he owned to hire a guide—a man who knew the "Shadow Paths" of the slave trade. Ebano.epub

"Stop!" Elena screamed, reaching for Thomas's arm. "They’ll kill us both!" Two trucks, modified with heavy machinery and filled

Days bled into nights of jolting transport and thirst. Elena was no longer a lecturer or a bride; she was a commodity, being moved across borders that didn't exist on any map. She was taken through the Tibesti Mountains, across the Red Sea, and finally into the shimmering heat of the Arabian Peninsula. Back in Africa, Thomas had not given up

Their paths were converging. Thomas was tracking a ghost, and Elena was becoming a legend within the palace walls, orchestrating a plan that would either lead to her freedom or her end.