Chapter 25 Chapter 25 – Split POV

POV: Matteo

The night tasted like metal.

Cold. Sharp.

Danger wrapped itself around the docks like fog, clinging to every rusted container and broken floodlight.

Pier 19 was a graveyard—quiet in the way only deadly places were.

I stepped out of the car alone.

Louis wanted to come.

Rocco wante...

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