CHAPTER NINETY-NINE — FIRE AT DOCK 17

“I see some people!” one of Enzo’s guards hissed into his radio. “Oh my God, they’re armed!”

Another guard grabbed his gun. “Stop shaking. It’s probably those random rats from Pier 12…”

“No, idiot!” the first snapped, his voice filled with horror. “That’s ghost!”

A third guard peeked past a st...

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