THIRD PERSON POV
Knox Mercer had stopped sleeping altogether. At first the club barely noticed because nobody had slept much since Maze disappeared. Then the days kept passing and the searched kept failing. The bodies kept appearing and Knox kept getting worse.
Roman wanted it happen in real time. The President of Devil’s Hollow sat through church meetings with bloodshed eyes and clenched fists and every conversation eventually ended the same way.
More violence, more retaliation and more war.
“Another stash house burned last night.” Wire said while dropping photos onto the church table and Crow glanced up.
“Good.” Crow said.
“How many?” Roman asked rubbing his forehead.
“Three.” Wire answered.
“Four.” Torch corrected as he grinned from his chair.
Everyone looked at Torch b
