Chapter 208 Visiting the Monster in Prison

"Did you take a bullet?" I asked, gripping the leather armrest of the SUV.

"Not yet," Tristan said. The satellite connection hissed with static. "We reached the riverbank. The canopy blocks the sun. Diego took point. The perimeter is a mile out."

"Are you hurt?" Tristan asked. His voice cut throug...

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