The Rat and The Ghost.

Conner

Paranoia wasn’t new to me. It came with the job, like blood on knuckles or lies in the sheets. But tonight? Tonight it was more than a gut feeling. It was a scream in my bones.

"Lock the doors," I told Nico as he stepped inside. “No one in. No one out.”

He raised a brow. “What’re we hunti...

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