Chapter 132

  Amara's POV

  Thursday morning.

  The warehouse.

  Marisol was at her station when I arrived at eight.

  She looked up.

  She looked at my face.

  "You have something to tell me," she said.

  I sat down across from her.

  I put my phone on the table between us.

  On the screen was Noah's spiral.

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