Chapter 116

Raiden

My father kept receipts.

He kept them the way some men keep guns in a locked drawer. For the day he'd need them. And afraid of the day he would.

"Open it, Raidy," Serena says pleasantly. "I promise it won't bite."

It's Thursday, 7:02 p.m. Conference room 2B, second floor of the practice facil...

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