Chapter 111 THE RECRUIT TALKS

POV: Amani

The rain hasn’t stopped.

The sky’s the same color as gunmetal and regret.

We don’t take the kid to the basement — too obvious. Too many ears.

We take him to the old loading bay instead.

Concrete floor.

Metal hooks where engines used to hang.

Drains in the corners for oil that looked l...

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