Leah clutched the wheel tightly as she drove at high speed. She had waited for an hour after Nathan left to leave. Mira had spared her a smile but said no more. Leah wondered if she was worried that she would rat her out.
She would never, Leah has given her word. But right now, there was something more important. She had only one focus, to find out what Dark Hour was and why Nathan didn’t want her anywhere near it.
The city lights blurred past, neon signs flashing like secrets meant only for those bold enough to chase them. Leah parked two streets away, slipped out, and walked toward the front of what looked like a club.
The bass throbbed through the walls, deep and steady, like a heartbeat she wasn’t supposed to hear. A line of people snaked outside, but none of them looked ordinary. T
