Chapter 105 A Face Too Familiar

ADRIAN

“How is Mia?”

Costa’s voice dropped on the last word.

Low.

Rough.

Not the voice of a man people feared.

The voice of a man on the edge.

I’d only heard it like that once before.

Years ago.

A hospital hallway that smelled like antiseptic and grief. Two bodies covered in white sheets.

A...

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