Chapter 7
Luis Ortega climbed out the kitchen window with the practiced misery of a man who had imagined this night too often.
Nora followed, one hand on the rusted fire escape, the other holding her phone with the flashlight off. Below, the alley smelled of wet cardboard and gasoline. Above, someone knocked...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
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