Chapter 37 The Fire That Chooses

There was a time that line would’ve sounded villainous. Coming from him now, it just sounded tired.

“You’re not their weapon anymore,” I said. “You don’t owe them collateral.”

“Maybe not,” he said. “But I owe the people they haven’t crushed yet a chance to slip through the cracks we make.”

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