The Countdown to Oblivion

 The screen went black, then numbers appeared—10, 9, 8…

Boyd’s victim sat, unaware that every second was part of a calculated execution. In Encounter, countdowns aren’t for suspense—they’re for destruction.

📚 Read the full story: Encounter by Cole Steele



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