Chapter 17 THE WRONG WAREHOUSE

(Zuri POV)

The screen went black.

I stared at my own reflection.

For a few seconds, I couldn't move.

Ghost's face was still burned into my mind.

Blood.

Bruises.

That gun against his head.

And one word I could still see on his lips.

Run.

“Zuri.”

Bishop's voice reached me from somewhere beh...

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