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sm

. Grimacing, I yawned, only to flinch at the stench of

bbed, the kind of pounding that came fr

. The sheets were tangled on the floor, clothes piled

ng a hand through my hair

relentlessly on

screen-Dad. A dozen missed ca

ugh them, my st

rgen

e need

. Whatever it was, it could wait until I

hit me. The packhouse was buzzing with movement, wolv

arm of a passi

s goin

ment," he blurted, barely p

hat's what Dad wa

m, freshened up, and head

*

d to me the secon

His voice thundered, the sheer dominance

in submission. "My

moment before he jerked his c

he handed

epared for

s. Streets littered wit

ath hi

ds out, feeling the weight of them.

uckles white where he gripped the tab

ust on the ground

want you to go to the site. Quietly. Gather

something unspoken-doubt. He wasn't convinced this

nd," I said

r, he called me back

to on his desk. My mother's smile beamed bac

e to trust m

*

members–Romeo, a seasoned fighter who knew this area like the ba

mused, staring out at the crumbling out

, shaking his head. "No excuse for what th

, clenched his jaw. "Whoev

er had told me to go alone, but walking int

proached on th

ully, the vehicles bar

ng pull

backseat, th

ir. Ivo

processed it, my pul

m

n years, b

The car was gone, its tailli

is sharp green eyes scanning me.

nd down my fac

wasn't the time for rem

ed as we rea

d off the area, but

ce felt

he unmistakable scent of death. Though the bodies had b

s on the tablet, matc

"The attacks happened simultaneo

tensed beside me

olf.

race through a narrow alley. My

butt on the ground. Som

s end. Malcolm reacted first

ver the wall with ease, di

"Think that w

e with a gloved hand. Slipping it i

ed. "Returning to a crime

ly out of breath. His shirt clung damply at t

rcycle waiting

Like some k

my eyes.

ut he was young. Male. Mo

led sh

s, he hadn't

random. It w

wn. The air was too still, the remn

ening here. And we were a