Chapter 11 An Odd Pull

[Atticus’ POV]

“Why are you here again?”

August, the bartender and owner of Morte Diem, stares at me curiously as I sip at my drink while extending my senses to see if I could feel anything that stood out.

“Why shouldn’t I be here?” I counter.

Since coming to Boston, this was the place I spent...

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