Chapter 16 16
ARIEL
The warehouse door groans like a wounded animal as I enter. Classic Baba—why fix what still works, even if it sounds like a death rattle?
Inside, the smell hits me first: salt, motor oil, and the cigars he’s smoked since I was old enough to steal them from his coat pocket. My throat tightens...
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2. Chapter 2 2
3. Chapter 3 3
4. Chapter 4 4
5. Chapter 5 5
6. Chapter 6 6
7. Chapter 7 7
8. Chapter 8 8
9. Chapter 9 9
10. Chapter 10 10
11. Chapter 11 11
12. Chapter 12 12
13. Chapter 13 13
14. Chapter 14 14
15. Chapter 15 15
16. Chapter 16 16
17. Chapter 17 17
18. Chapter 18 18
19. Chapter 19 19
20. Chapter 20 20
21. Chapter 21 21
22. Chapter 22 22
23. Chapter 23 23
24. Chapter 24 24
25. Chapter 25 25
26. Chapter 26 26
27. Chapter 27 27
28. Chapter 28 28
29. Chapter 29 29
30. Chapter 30 30
31. Chapter 31 31
32. Chapter 32 32
33. Chapter 33 33
34. Chapter 34 34
35. Chapter 35 35
36. Chapter 36 36
37. Chapter 37 37
38. Chapter 38 38
39. Chapter 39 39
40. Chapter 40 40
41. Chapter 41 41
42. Chapter 42 42
43. Chapter 43 43
44. Chapter 44 44
45. Chapter 45 45
46. Chapter 46 46
47. Chapter 47 47
48. Chapter 48 48
49. Chapter 49 49
50. Chapter 50 50
51. Chapter 51 51
52. Chapter 52 52
53. Chapter 53 53
54. Chapter 54 54
55. Chapter 55 55
56. Chapter 56 56
57. Chapter 57 57
58. Chapter 58 58
59. Chapter 59 59
60. Chapter 60 60
61. Chapter 61 61
62. Chapter 62 62
63. Chapter 63 63
64. Chapter 64 64
65. Chapter 65 65
66. Chapter 66 66
67. Chapter 67 67
68. Chapter 68 68
69. Chapter 69 69
70. Chapter 70 70
71. Chapter 71 71
72. Chapter 72 72
73. Chapter 73 73
74. Chapter 74 74
75. Chapter 75 75
76. Chapter 76 76
77. Chapter 77 77
78. Chapter 78 78
79. Chapter 79 79
80. Chapter 80 80
81. Chapter 81 81
82. Chapter 82 82
83. Chapter 83 83
84. Chapter 84 84
85. Chapter 85 85
86. Chapter 86 86
87. Chapter 87 87
88. Chapter 88 88
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